If you were to ask what is most important in a home, I would say memories. ♥ Lillian Gish
We’re having company! And I can’t put our friends in the Peter Rabbit room, because these people bring half their house with them. ♥ Since we bring half our house with us when we travel, we understand perfectly. They need the front bedroom, it’s bigger, at the top of the front stairs; it’s the one I would have loved being twelve-years-old in. Has two windows that look out over the front street, and one that looks out on the garden. I love it in a snow storm when the flakes are whirling around in the sky, leaves are off the trees and you can see all the way up the street. But I digress . . . so first I iron a clean dresser scarf.
I could spend hours in here; it’s a perfect room for dreaming. I put a pillow in the chair, hung the quilts, straightened the heart rocks on the window sill…. I put out a copy of two books I love, one is Consider Poor I (a biography of Nancy Luce, which I tell all about in the next Willard that goes out starting Tuesday), and the other is A Short Guide to a Happy Life by Anna Quindlen. Both of these books you could pick up, start anywhere, and be happy you did. ♥
I made the bed snug with fresh cotton sheets and feather pillows; tucked the sheets in with neat nurse’s corners, put a clean cover on the comforter. I have a thing I do with sheets . . . I put a one-inch fold across the bottom of the top sheet, the entire width of the bed, so when my friends put their feet in, there’s plenty of room for their toes. ♥
O Bed! O Bed! O delicious Bed! That heaven on earth for the weary head. ♥ Thomas Hood
I decorated the room with little personal things . . . I found this seashell in a California antique store and couldn’t resist it. So homemade. I think you could do this with any quote if you used a permanent ink marking pen to write it on the shell with. And look what a charming little thing it turns out to be. ♥
Then I put plate hangers onto these old fish plates, to hang over the dresser. I love dishes so much, I don’t just put them in the kitchen; I put them everywhere, even in the bathroom! These are hand-painted Limoges.
With this old magazine to sit near the chair. And that was it, pretty much ship-shape and ready to go. I still have a little bit to do, I need to cut flowers from the garden for the pitcher on the dresser top. But that will do for now; it’s iced tea time.
Now in a cottage built of lilacs and laughter, I know the meaning of the words, “ever after”. . .
Hope you’re having a wonderful day! ♥ xoxo me