The weather has been dreary for days and days, but the dining room that I transformed from brown to white some time back, and which I have adorned with little white lights as part of the centerpiece, never ceases to warm my heart.
This table always has a variety of glass on it with the little twinkle lights.
I'm a big fan of little white lights.
I have them everywhere. They are so cozy and festive and they ooze ambiance. A little old bungalow can always use ambiance. A little old me can always use some too. Low light is my dear friend.
Meanwhile, you should know that I'm notoriously stuck on sameness. Hey, if I like it, why change it? I'm boring like that.
But then out of the blue, I did...change it, I mean.
Woo. Going all crazy here!
Recently, Hobby Lobby seduced me with a metal sale. This basket was a sweeeeeeeet deal. I'm not unhappy that I succumbed to the charms of a low, low price and
this basket three of these wire baskets in various sizes. I had this by my mantle for a few weeks and then realized I might like it as part of my centerpiece. I was feeling it, so I stashed it full of jars and bottles, a small piece of driftwood, some dirty old rope and whatnot, wrapped the lights around it, and left the blue and
green glass, along with some milk glass scattered in the general vicinity.
You know... so that it's sort of overflowing with goodness.
The roses were blooming nicely this week. Since they were all dressed up, they needed a place to go, so they were invited to join the motley crew. They've settled in nicely with my whatnot, haven't they? I think they sort of class the place up in the way pinks and lavenders always do.
A bright spot.
A jar of sea glass and shells made an interesting addition.
Tying a monkey's fist is my most recently acquired skill. I know! Isn't that amazing?! I'm so proud... mostly because I saved money by making my own, (cheap, cheap!), but I have to confess that the thrill of accomplishing this did cause me to clap excitedly. Goofy, yes, but with the effort and time it took, clapping was valid. There may or may not have been some verbal whooping it up by me, for me, as well. Casey wasn't home at the time. She would not have paid a lick of attention if she had been, most likely. She tends to block my exclamations out. My perceived accomplishments do not always rate the same on her "whoop-whoop" scale as they do on mine. Sometimes, but not always. She's in training.
I'll tell you all about tying the Monkey's Fist sometime soon.
I just don't grow tired of white lights. Ever.
How many more times will I show you this basket full of stuff on my table wrapped in lights? Hmmm...
There you go. That's it! The sun has set and you've seen enough for today.
However I realize now that I've shown you the "After" without ever having shown you the "Before". Of course, that's only because I have to retrieve my before shots from another hard drive, and that's a task. I will make that my project. I will find the "Before" and present it properly with the "After".
I've got it! How about I just call it a "Before Reveal" and make it an official "thing"?
Why can't we do a reveal in reverse?
I believe I shall.
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