Okay, honestly? I took my snowmen down last weekend! I love them, but they’d overstayed their welcome. Their extended stay was, of course, my fault. Redecorating my house isn’t high on my list of priorities. If I stick something up on the wall, it’s a good bet it will be there five years from now – maybe more. Seasonal switch ups are about all I do and they are not always well timed.
Spring finally came to my dining room. Here’s the top of the antique cabinet that holds my milk glass collection.
I found the worn Velveteen Rabbit years ago in a thrift store. The antique quilt piece is in a frame made by Daddy. He used authentic New England barn board. I raided my tote of vintage doilies to fill the vase on the right. I poofed and fluffed but did not iron them. If I’d had to stop to do that, the project would have come to a halt.
The small jar is filled with smooth stones from the beach. The chick to the right of the jar is antique and made of wool. I love the little guy. I made the chickie on the far right from a bit of antique quilt.
Using the best parts of a cutter quilt that is otherwise so worn it’s destined for the dump, is a way to honor and preserve the maker’s hard work. I often wonder about her (or him) as I use their original work in a new creation.
Soon I’ll have pictures of my mantle. Thank you for stopping by for a visit.