Brown, the color of nature and quiet, of tea and warm blankets, linen and wool and brown corduroy, thick socks, and fireplaces . . . of fairy tales and real things like wood, chocolate, and old violins, of fertile soil and plowed fields, it’s roots, it’s rustic, it’s natural, it’s texture, it’s perfect for winter. Brown is the color of cozy, the sense of belonging and protection and that’s what I hope you feel as we dip our brush into the wonderful and delicious color of BROWN. MUSICA!I have to start with this gorgeous Walter Langley 19th century painting! In her lap, pictures of house and garden, a bow in her hair, and she’s wearing an apron with a fringe of tiny pleats at the bottom over her cozy dress, the browniest brown I’ve ever seen. A girl after my own heart. I had so much fun doing RED last month, I thought, now is the time for BROWN! I keep my photos in labeled files for every subject imaginable, from “sunsets,” and “graveyards,” to “moons,” and “Girlfriends,” (to name a few) and by color too ~ I’ve always thought brown sounds boring, but as you’re about to see, and I know you’ll agree, it’s NOT. It’s luscious! It’s the color of coziness. My dad sent me the cups that make coffee hearts. I love being able to use photos that don’t necessarily fit in another “story” ~ but when the only criteria is color, a whole new world opens! So here we go!
Cozy suitcases, probably handmade. Where have they been? Paris, for sure! I hope they went via ship to England to see the English Countryside! Might have belonged to Sam Clemens. Who knows? Not one of them on wheels, and even empty, they weigh a ton. Tough traveling in the good old days. Except the owner of these most likely had baggage handlers! And what charm!
I tinged the pages brown in A Fine Romance, to make it more cozy so it will make you want to hug it at the end and go ahhhhh. These two pages have lots of brown, so nice for the eyes!
Little brown house in the woods.
Little brown squirrel, also in the woods and slightly frosted.
Most beautiful gentle brown creatures. Here for us. How did we get so lucky?
Beauty, ruffled in the winter wind.
The real Orchard House, home of Louisa May Alcott. I hope everyone was able to see the new Little Women . . . we LOVED it … just heaven! (You can click there and see our visit to the house.)
The Alcott family’s piano. Little Women was very autobiographical . . . the piano belonged to Louisa’s real sister, Elizabeth, who, like Beth, died young, at only 22. I’m glad to the wood! Especially glad to my grandma’s cookie-stirring wooden spoon.
Yes, lovely. Please don’t hate me cuz I’m beautiful😌 . . . this is how it is when we walk in 30º weather! Not a lot of skin showing! Very cozy and very brown!
Love finding wonderful things.
Plain, deep breaths of salt air . . .
Our old legs are still taking us! Out to the brown. Joe’s practically invisible!
I decided this was brown. Not gray.
Wonderful old house . . . built to last forever.
“The little old kitchen had quieted down from the bustle and confusion of mid-day, and now, with its afternoon manners on, presented a holiday aspect that as the principal room in the brown house, it was eminently proper it should have.” Margaret Sidney
This carving was on a chest in a museum in Plymouth. Carved by someone a very long time ago. And there we were, still connecting with it and the person that made it. Some things do last forever. Little homemade handmade things.
This old book too, in the same museum.
Old brown bricks help the fire spread its warmth in our 1849 house. Then go in, and turn on the stove and make . . .
Or some other wonderful thing . . .
Pancakes! The coziest!
These are old family recipes, in my mom’s handwriting, my grandma’s, and my great grandmother’s. Prized possessions I take very good care of. These things can so easily be lost to history, but if, in the future, these disappear, God forbid, they will never actually go away, because I have pictures!
I think these are gingerbread, but it’s been so long, I’m not sure WHAT they are. But they are brown and cute!
Some of those old recipes went into my books!
Not sure how long it’s been since you made a homemade pie crust, but I can’t recommend it more. Do something brown!
Or make an Orange Marmalade Cake! Mmmmm! Teatime!
Or Gingerbread cake with lemon sauce . . .
Most delicious old-fashioned Pineapple Upside Down Cake, so brown and cozy!
Or just buttered toast . . .
I have always loved to paint baskets. This old one is to carry pies to picnics. Pre-Tupperware.
This was my first Man-Kitty, I got him in Holly Oak. Cat in a basket!
And this is elegant Margot in our garden decked in brown…
And this is her little brown dog. And ⬇️ here’s one of those photos I never put up because I can never think of a reason why! But it’s nicely brown!
Here’s another photo I can never think of a reason to show! But, remember in Martha’s Vineyard Isle of Dreams, when I went on an airplane to Vermont with Cliff and wore the “perfect flyer-girl outfit?” This is it! It also had a calf length narrow leather skirt to go with it, but I gave it away a long time ago. This jacket just went to my niece Heidi a couple of months ago. But I took a picture of it, so I have it forever! And she was thrilled and so was I!
My basket of old letters . . .
Kept on the back porch for a quick getaway in case of emergency.😁
One of those golden-brown and cozy Cotswold towns . . .
Someone made this path with only brown rocks.
English pubs, because they are meant to be cozy, with old wood and old books, are almost all brown.
We took a little cruise on this wonderful old boat on Lake Windemere on a rainy day!
Wooden chairs . . . and a guy named Jack!
Plain and brown. Some of my old baskets.
These hats and bags were hanging on the inside of the front door of Holly Oak, so I painted them around, I think, 1988 . . .
Four-poster beds . . . such beautiful old wood to whom I am very glad.
Had to take a picture of it.
Was making Halloween placecards with rubber stamps and burnt edges.
A ticking clock has memories and gives a room depth.
Says it all . . .
Old wood barn in a New England snowstorm.
For this female cardinal sitting on the wisteria outside my kitchen window, I was torn, “brown” or “orange?” So I did both!
Brown for sure. This guy pulled our sleigh through the snow.
On our walk. This is a puddle and you are seeing two things, leaves under the water, and the reflection of trees above!
Not totally brown, but you know what this means? It means a personal red (Brown!) letter day! A Fine Romance has just gone into 7th printing!!! Since we publish it ourselves, some day we’ll have to stop reprinting it, but right now, in the nicest word-of-mouth way, this little book keeps-on-keeping-on. Thank you Girlfriends for liking it and making it the little engine that could.💞
And THIS is what’s on the chair in our kitchen right now… They’re having a two-for-one sale at our cleaners, so that’s where I’m going next! Having a meeting this afternoon with Kellee and Sheri, about NEW things, and everything 2020! I hope you all enjoyed the wee Brown-Out today. You know I’ve been sick, got all kinds of flu and cough and cold after Christmas, Joe too. We are practically MADE of soup and toasted brown bread now! But it worked, we’re feeling much better! Painting again with old movies. Loving PBS Sunday, first with Howard’s End (in three parts) and afterwards, Sanditon. Both just perfection! I’m sure you’d enjoy them too. Our weather doesn’t know what to do with itself. One day it’s 50º, then we have a blizzard that melts the next day, and today, it’s bright blue skies, sunshine and 20º! January! But we are safe in our cozy brown house. Sending love, and lots of creative juice! Love You!