I am not very good at 'scaping things.
As in, tablescaping, mantelscaping (I think
I just made up that word), or even landscaping.
In my world, things mostly just sort of land someplace,
and that's often where they stay.
|For instance, this oil painting by my Aunt Lillian landed on our sunroom|
windowsill several weeks ago . . . and yes, it is still there, and kinda spooking me out.
See what I mean?
But today it is raining. All day. It's damp and ugly outside,
and occasionally smells like wet dog inside.
Yes, Dion, I'm looking at you.
So, I decided to mantelscape the Parlor so that at least one room
at That Old House would have some pretty going on.
|I didn't take a before picture, because the before was a bare mantel.|
I still have many of my cousin Janet's things waiting for their
permanent homes, so I took some of them and did a quick 'scape.
A crazed white ironstone pitcher holds fake hydrangea blossoms.
Our own hydrangeas are in bud, but not blooming yet.
|Isn't that bird darling?|
On the other side of the mantel, a small painting
by my cousin Bill, Janet's brother.
I leaned it up against a gilt mirror from the apartment.
We are not lighting fires now until the Fall, so another
of Bill's paintings fills the blank, black firebox with color.
As the afternoon wore on, the day got darker (duh!)
and the rain steadier and heavier.
Note to self: Next rainy day? Put out some candles!
Yes, it is dark and dreary this Tuesday afternoon.
But at least everything is nice and green outside.
If I drank heavily in the afternoon, these pictures might look like this:
But I don't, so they don't.
Have a lovely rest of the day, and visit Marty at A Stroll Thru Life for more Tuesday posts! -- Cass