More and more I find that the homes
I'm drawn to
are the ones that feel
painstakingly and lovingly
Things don't always match.
In fact, sometimes rooms are rather
funky and strange even.
This room isn't funky or strange, at least I don't think so.
But it doesn't match exactly, either,
and I like it that way.
I've repainted every single room since moving in 6.5 years ago.
Except this one.
I thought green was an unusual color for the dining room,
and I loved the soft shades.
So, it stayed.
Still, blue was my "thread" color, and I wanted to incorporate
it in this room, too.
I chose a fabric that mimicked the hallway wallpaper,
but didn't' match exactly.
There's blue and green and also red.
We had this beautiful Oriental from our old house,
and it had to go here.
Orientals have gone out of fashion
these past few years, but they are
beautiful and intricate and handmade
and these rugs can withstand just about anything.
I no longer try to match things.
We read it in magazines all the time.
Buy what you love, and somehow you'll find a place for it.
Spring is springing in these parts.
Got my first bouquet of daffodils last week.