Before she broke her foot, Sister came over this way and worked her planting magic on my front pots. (The very same day that the littles deconstructed the basement and the big oak fell out of nowhere, in fact.) Sister also put the basket of french tulips together for me eons ago and I still… Read More
It will probably take me all week to wrap up Easter…so bear with me. Besides, I’m too exhausted from Spring Break to do much of anything new :-) The table was set with an ivory and white linen monogrammed runner and coordinating napkins. The china and candlesticks are Lenox Butler’s Pantry, silver is Gorham Strasburg… Read More
The baby left his sweet crib this week for a big boy bed. *wipes tear from eye* So before we start work on the next era of Whit’s room, I wanted to forever document the sweet little nursery that I’ll miss so when it’s gone. Here’s the before before: And here’s the sweet nursery where… Read More
Yesterday dawned the first day of spring and, in addition to playing the yard all.day.long., we pulled out our Easter bins and prettied the house with all things bunnies and eggs! The entryway received a basket of white french tulips and the dogs donned their white double faced satin ribbons. In the foyer I simply… Read More
SEPTEMBER 2019: SEE AND UPDATED VERSION OF THE RENOVATED MUDROOM HERE The last owners of our house installed a laundry room upstairs, in addition to the one right off the kitchen. And while two laundry rooms sound awfully enticing on laundry Mondays, the allure of bags and jackets smartly organized in a mud room had… Read More
I gave a mini-tour of my parents home all decorated for the holidays and thought it would be fun to share pictures of what their pretty place looks like the other eleven months of the year. I adore the creeping fig trained on the rise of their front steps. I also adore their extremely manicured… Read More
I’ve had this ghastly chair lurking in the corner of my bedroom(s) for ten years. circa 2004 (there are so many tragic elements to this picture) circa 2008 And finally, at long last, I have had the darned thing recovered. It’s asinine that I spent just under 30% of my life fretting over picking a… Read More