In anticipation ...

In anticipation, words that encourage and inspire excitement in ones mind, a suspense of looking forward to something. In my case completion of our kitchen update and my 60's girl/French inspired laundry room. Hopefully your interest is peaked in seeing the final reveals and you will find curiosity and enjoyment in my posts delivered in 3 parts. "In anticipation" begins with us about mid way through ... I do hope you find entertainment in my presentation and soon to be end of dirt, debris and dust in this old Philly Row-Home. I'm feeling a much needed stay-cation in John's and my immediate future, trust me it's been well earned.

"The idea of waiting for something makes it more exciting."

~Andy Warhol~

Photo of a French chair I purchased for my French inspired Laundry room. But renovations are around the half way mark so the chair occupies precious floor space in our living room until its intended use of putting on and taking off our shoes. We park in back of our home and the garage is under our kitchen so we use the back door. Just in case you wonder about all this shoe putting on and taking off we live with a no shoes house policy. Because ... Our Simon >^..^< gets an eye virus/ulcer that gets tracked in on the bottom of shoes.

The grey silk velvet pillow is one I recently sewed, the Velvet has a faint and pretty hint of Lavender in its sheen. The chair has a weathered finish applied to the Oak that I added to and probably will distress more before it goes downstairs. It's in my design belief of combining the old with the new. Dwelling in a home that reflects beauty in the combination that keeps me with paint brush constantly in hand! The rustic French florist bucket is one of twelve I purchased years ago for a steal in a close out sale. We were hosting a Spring party at our home and we placed them scattered about in our house with Tulips. Since then I've given 3 of them to friends. 

Life is just a bowl of cherries...

Lately I honestly have been making myself dizzy with our latest adventures in remodeling. Cliché's pass through my parted lips, I wake from a sound sleep with additional ideas to add to the remodel. I'm exhausted in anticipation a desire for completion. I often feel like Alice falling down the Rabbit hole - as in unforeseen problems and delays in our renovation. 

I'm frazzled, but certainly excited as I fully realize we are fortunate to be able to indulge our whims into our renovation. 

I l-o-v-e cherries, as in the movie "Witches of Eastwick" like! I will eat an entire bowl full in one evening.  I limit myself to a small bowl a few times when they are in season... I have to - remember what happened in Eastwick! No other fresh fruit has as deep a allure to me.

Being that it is once again cherry time I enjoy them to the point of delirium. Twenty or more years ago walking around the Berlin flea market with John in New Jersey I spotted this cute vintage bowl. It's marked on the bottom Robinson Ransbottom - Roseville, Ohio - Sm Mixing bowl 6"/1 quart. I knew Roseville is very collectable American pottery and at the 8 dollars price tag I paid and I quickly ran away from the vendor. This bowl makes me happy, I adore it's blue stripes, for it's been my Cherry bowl for 20 years.

I recently purchased a vintage 1946 copy of "Alice's adventures in Wonderland and through the Looking glass" by Lewis Carroll. I guess I've returned to my Alice state of mind. Shorty after taking this photo I enjoyed a break and indulged in both taste palate's one of cherries and the other of a book in total mind escape. Alice in Wonderland has been read for 150 years, a novel written in 1865. 

eek a mouse!!!

A very enlarged photo of a tiny little house mouse I hand painted on our radiator cover in our kitchen. While repainting the two cast iron radiator covers (either side of the peninsula) I felt a silly desire to add the unexpected. Since after all I'm never one to take myself too seriously!  I enlarged it to a huge image so you see all my brush-stokes/errors, but she actually only measures 1.75 wide by 2.75 high. With tail she's a mere 4 inches wide. While painting her the name Leela keep popping into my thoughts and I knew it should to be her name. Meet Leela a petite house mouse with eyes wide open, after all there are two cats in residence here. 

I thought Leela might enjoy a teeny weeny wedge of cheese... The plate is a 4 inch appetizer plate, yes she's tiny.

"I'm not strange, weird, off, not crazy, my reality is just different from yours."

~Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland and through the Looking Glass~

We treated ourselves to new counter bar stools from Design Within Reach. Named the Baba in bleached Oak, made in Italy. Designed by Sergio Mian in 1992 and sold exclusively through DWR. Our Soapstone has a 10 inch overhang, these bar counter stools are biomorphic in design to fit the contours of the human body and cozy up to the counter top in a scale that perfectly works in our small kitchen.

Vintage design style that's still in fashion.

The seat and back cradle the body.

On May 27th our long awaited 100+ year old barn beams arrived from Ohio. Here they wait in our not yet finished garage. Extremely heavy old beams, they appear to be Oak.

They will be wire brushed, lime waxed for a softened white/grey appearance followed by a top coat of matte Bri-Wax. I'm about to get busy working on them. If this weeks days of rain ends! Their debut will be in my kitchen update reveal, next post.

In our basement our old kitchen stainless steel refrigerator is now built in. Our glass front Sub-Zero is in operation in our updated kitchen. The basement stairs have been painted a warm stone grey and John installed non slip Charcoal stair treads to the steps. We are waiting on the matching mat for the landing that divides the 2 sets of stairs. The treads and mat in our old Philly Row-home are necessary. Both John and I have slipped up and down the steps up-teem times in our 36 years of living here. One fall left John needing over 2 dozen stitches in his right index finger (front and back), all because it was smashed under the weight of a glass 5 gallon Spring water bottle he was carrying up to the kitchen when he slipped bashing open his entire finger.  Yes, verticality may be a good exerciser but accidents do occur. Non slip is a good thing!

Last month I was lucky enough to win a giveaway of a Rewined candle from another blogger. Pat from over at Gypsy Heart and Soul Blog. Pat allowed me to pick any scent of candle from Rewined. A company in South Carolina who pours soy candles into recycled wine bottles. The fragrance I chose was Champagne. A light and refreshing scent with sweet notes of White Grape, honey, fresh baked bread and light citrus. Thank you Pat for the opportunity of winning a delightful candle, I am truly enjoying it. I'm not one who burns highly scented candles, I prefer lightly scented fresh natural soy or beeswax.

While re-reading Alice's Adventures in Wonderland I came to the line "Begin at the beginning" the King said very gravely "and go till you come to the end, then stop."

I laughed because it sums up a renovation and the wall you often hit emotionally when it's all dirt, dust and debris early on and the project just seems like it will never be done. We're a little more than half way completed and my poem I leave you with today truly tells it from my heart.

xx,

Vera

On a daily basis decorating magazines, movies, inspirational design blogs bombard us and spark our imagination ...

In anticipation you dream, you scheme, you desire an update in your interior, suddenly it becomes a mental sensation.

You visualize, you budget, you plan and schedule a projected time line agenda... but projects always cost more and take longer than you think.

Excitely in anticipation, ideas come to life, budgets are blown as the only sound that resonates is Cha-Cling in the second of time it takes to blink.

In anticipation your mind's eye is active in imagination and heartfelt wishes run wild full of desire and completion is a nightly dream relief.

Remembering the movie the "Money Pit" it's in anticipation you hope and believe work will actually be done in two weeks ... Oh good grief!

But midway through the dirt and debris you see a glimpse of beauty emerging from your long anticipated carefully planned design.

Suddenly a hopefulness fills your emotionally frayed nerves and in an instance you realize everything will soon turn out fine.

© Vera

What is Art?

What is Art?  A three word question that for centuries has been bantered about by philosophers. Philosophers who freely offer their theories to profound questions in life. Plato and Aristotle (a student of Plato answered art as the natural love of imitation). Personally I think emotions throughout our lives factor into the equations of logically answering the abstract question of what is art. Perhaps it should be answered what art means to you.

"The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance."

~Aristotle~

(Angel ornamentation... Vintage book cover)

Now I am not a Philosopher but I do consider myself an artist. My belief of what is art is simply answered as my belief that art appeals to our senses through emotions and resonates in our heart. This post will be a departure from my normal format, although I will leave you as I always do with my poetry truly written from my heart.

Instead today I will show you some art I collect and engage in dialog with the artist and in between weave like a tapestry famous quotes from artists into this post. The artist featured is Doré Callaway of Burlap Luxe. Over the past few years I've been collecting her art and I thought this would be an interesting post reflecting on her emotional feelings creating art.  Doré Callaway is the blogger who inspired me to venture into blogging and has become an intriguing gifted and valued friend. I will show Papier Mâché which means chewed paper in French that I collect from Doré. I also own other art pieces created by Doré but in this post my concentration will only be on Cartapesta (Papier mâché) as the medium.  I find her art fascinating and soulfully rewarding and in its presence very thought provoking. All my photographs are taken inside our row-home to show you how we live with her art and how it is displayed. 

"The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place, from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spiders web."

~Pablo Picasso~

(Papier Mâché, Ephemera Angel Wings)

As a dialog starts, questions are asked and answers freely given.

Vera: To you Doré what is art?

Dore: You know Vera art is a strange word and it's all in how you interrupt it, taking something from nothing and turning it into a strong message. something that makes you stop and take a moment to think about it, testing its mood against yours, this is art to me. It is the mood within you that transforms it into something that speaks to you. Art has a language of its own and I am so connected to that language. Art's an emotional connection to having no boundaries in creating, what moves me are the materials I share with the pieces I am creating,

Vera: Dorè what is your best childhood memory that has guided you throughout your life?

Doré: I'm not sure I could commit to a good childhood memory that has guided me throughout life ... Yet sometimes sad events seem to build the artist person in you. When I was 14 my Father passed away, it was a tender age of loss and loneliness. All I could play over and over in my head was how my Father play acted out studio productions with me. I guess that may be the reason tiny theatre's play a big role in the drama I create with them. Having the time with my Dad allowed me to use my creative thoughts in holding tight to an imagination to create and a place to rest my heart on.

(This is a French theatre I purchased from Doré, the presentation I set up is my Springtime ballet).

Vera: Tell me about your papier mâché art.

Doré: I use natural and recycled materials as in your pieces of Cartapesta (Papier Mâché). My altered artistic identity allows me to create from my imagination in soulful 

peace.

"Art is the most intense mode of individualism that the world has known"

~Oscar Wilde~

Vera: If you create with music what type of music do you listen to and at what volume level?

Doré:

I do create with music and for me it's a big form of art in itself. How it moves you and how it bends your mind in the direction of movement with art. I have a wide range of listening, it all depends on the pieces I'm creating in the mood of the music I choose.

If it's an interesting direction I am heading in with creating you can be sure the MUSIC is being played LOUD enough for the neighbors to enjoy it as well. Anything from movie soundtracks, old Motown to classical.

(Cross, soulfully embellished and hangs on our bedroom wall)

Dore: Tattered fibers add emotion and strength in the message one may see in the pieces I create. In hopes that the new caretaker of my pieces find comfort and beauty in their story.

"Where the spirit does not work with the hand, there is no art."

~Leonardo da Vinci~

(Creole Home, Angel Altar, shrine - French Quarters, New Orleans. Ephemera signed and one of a kind)

Doré: I live in the light and dark of my art where my soul is deepened with creative emotions. I work so intensely in many mediums finding myself with a deep connection to each piece. So much so, I have an emotional weeping attachment upon its completion; "it's who I am as an artist."

"The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery."

~Francis Bacon~

Upstairs in our sitting/reading room (Religious statue crown, as with all of Doré's Papier Mâché each is one of a kind).

Vera: Who are your three favorite artists - dead or living and why?

Doré: Pierre Augusto Renoir ; because his French art had its place in copied posters framed adding the right mood to the designs of my first apartment at age 18. (Chrysanthemums) (The Umbrellas) (La loge)

Claire Guiral : a.k.a Miss Clara, never having owned any of her pieces I am just enamored with the story she creates, it's purely magical and has no age limits to who her audience is ... Plus what I wouldn't give to live in her French art studio home in France, what artist wouldn't?

Elise Valdorcia: Cartapesta French artist sculpture/interior decorator. I would have to say Elise is someone I connect to as an artist and myself being an interior designer estate model homes, as well as commercial designs. I so get her mood and vibe.

(Spiritual Angel altar. Mixed medium with Papier Mâché) on the mantel in the sitting/reading room.

Vera: What do you do in your free time?

Doré: I don't have much free time, yet I do find time to hunt for salvage, thrift and flea market. The most interesting pieces can be found on a hunt at a reasonable tag price that you don't mind tearing it apart for a new art project. Making time for art is as free time as it gets.

(Guignol puppet Theatre. vintage ephemera, vintage mixed mediums, one of a kind)

Doré: The creator in me listens to each piece telling me what it wants to become and when it is completed.

"In art as in love, instinct is enough".

~Anatole France~

Vera: What experience have you felt through creating that has left you with a profound feeling?

Doré: The Art of living with purpose, a connection to life around me noticing everything in itself is art. Listening to each creative piece in what it wants to become. I often think quietly saying to myself if I were my own art piece this is what I would want to be.

(A little Papier Mâché bird tucked into my Christmas gift box from Doré of beautiful linen cocktail napkins this past Christmas.)

The bird sits upon a bookcase shelf in the guestroom, the ephemera from an old book holds a very special meaning for me. Indeed art moves, inspires and awakens deep emotions inside our souls ... I hope with this post I have evoked emotions in you and you will comment as to your own feelings of what is art, for I realize it is a very personal thing.

Vera: Do you think it more important to touch people through your art or though your choice of expression?

Doré: To not sound selfish I create for myself with a profound connection to the smallest of details where the end results nudge to be noticed by others. It's then that I hope my art finds its right fit in the hands and homes of interest and intrigue. That my pieces in some little way moves someone with their own emotional connection.

Vera: Well my friend any parting words?

Doré: Art imitates life.

"Art doesn't transform, it just plain forms."

~Roy Lichtenstein~

Thank you Doré for answering my questions in this post "What is Art".

I deeply admire Doré's creative expression in her soulful art for it certainly moves me emotionally. I consider myself fortunate to call Doré my friend.

When thinking about my writing of this post I questioned myself about what is art... John and I live surrounded with artful collections, centuries old Buddha's, artifacts, hand carved African stools... Some my own artwork, a mix, all placed casually, bringing charm and warmth as we are blessed to live with in this old row-home embraced by art. I encourage you to check out Doré's art. It is affordable and oftentimes Nordic and French in nature which I mix into our rustic textural home as it graces our lives with its everyday presence. Art should never be unapproachable, it is meant to resonate in your soul and reside with appreciation in your home, be it a grand or small dwelling.

Below are the poetic words that flooded my head and what inspired this post. Hope you have enjoyed a departure from my normal blogging and I'll see you in a couple weeks with hopefully a reveal of some remodeling occurring in our old Philly Row-home.

xx,

Vera

Art is sometimes hauntingly lingering, it can also be confrontational and thought provoking and oftentimes even soulfully divine.

I admire artists who's artwork reflects their deep rooted beliefs and individually reaching as defined through their own unique design.

For even the most beautiful rose on the vine gathered for a bouquet in admiration has thorns that can surprise by a quick pricking sensation.

Emotionally heartfelt art can nurture and heal, but art can also shock and anger while inviting an important dialog in meaningful conversation.

In our acceptance of another's expression, a foundation built in inspirational value and understanding is your emotional reward from art.

Beauty depicted and expressed through the chosen medium of the true artists mind and always meant to be felt in your heart.

Admiration, appreciation and collecting art should develop over one's lifetime and this truly is entirely my belief...

In a world seemingly filled with copycats I say individualism with a uniquely personal style is certainly a welcome relief!

© Vera

All photos taken by me and are from my collection of papier mâché art created by Doré Callaway. 

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The embrace of home...

I live in a row-home purchased in 1979 that was completed in 1934. It's my first home I purchased along with John and perhaps our last home ... Gives meaning to what a forever home truly is to us. Sure there have been times of pondering what if? What if we purchase an old commercial building and blow out the center for a atrium and loft off all the rooms? That idea we drew renderings for. What if we find a cool mid-century modern, gut it and refigure it into an open space concept home? What if we were to purchase an old Bucks county farmhouse and bring it into today's desired European style and grow lavender and raise Bees? That one almost became a reality, along with purchasing a house in Lambertville, NJ, a Victorian with a big porch right in town.  All these ideas were bantered about, some seriously ... Yet we remain in our home choosing to live in Philadelphia, the city of brotherly love. Dwelling in the same house for nearly 36 years. As I write this post another revamping, update and renovation is occurring in "this old Philly Row-home".

"People usually are the happiest at home."

~William Shakespeare~

"Home is the nicest word there is."

~Laura Ingalls Wilder~

One year for my birthday I gifted myself (any other people do this?) Harry Allen's iconic pig bank. The bank can hold up to $10,000 in bills. I named her Mademoiselle Oink. I know silly, but she's become a fun prop that makes appearances throughout our home. I feed Oink a diet of greens as in $5's and $10's! Those greens add up oftentimes to my decorating dollars.

So come on downstairs to our kitchen that's going through an update and I promise I will share the big reveal soon (hopefully next post) inch by every inch you will see it all with many photos. I recently found this vintage Veuve Clicquot champagne bucket from the 60's. John's and my favorite Champagne. We're going through many Cha-Chings with all the changes so I took some green from Mademoiselle Oink, to her it was a only a burp.

"There is nothing like staying home for real comfort"

~Jane Austin~

The bottle of Veuve Clicquot will be opened on Memorial Day with a toast of cheers, for it will our 36th anniversary celebration of living in our row-home and marks many new renovations.

There is more to complete in our kitchen. One being we are waiting on the condenser grill cover for our glass front Sub Zero - because - when ordered we took exact measurements of our existing space of 83.5 high by 32 wide. We were told "no problem". There was a problem ... our home is 90 years old and we are working with existing measurements from are kitchen gut renovation in 1981. Long story short - Sub Zero ships a condenser grate for a 84 inch opening ... It meant us ordering a custom made grate - Cha-Ching not yet delivered. But, we were told the refrigerator has an adjustment of a 1/2 inch to accommodate such measurements ... NOPE doesn't.

The weekend we moved in (1979) I made two purchases for our house. There used to be a delightful boutique store that sold all handmade, lead free, one of a kind pottery pieces. It's name was Rachel's daughter. I own many pieces we still enjoy and display. Moving day Mom, Dad and my Brother Kevin helped us (really didn't have too much to fill this house of 1,886 square feet, (basement not included). John and I had lived in a small duplex with not a whole lot of furniture. Kevin is 10 years younger than I and moving day my Dad would look at John and announce looking at a nuisance box or awkward shaped piece "That's a Kevin item"! Even to this day John and I will still joke with certain purchases saying "That's a Kevin item"! 

So moving into our little community, a family pocket of the city we were met with covered dishes, big smiles, introductions and people with a great amount of curiosity. At Rachel's daughter I spotted this pottery bucket that has always served as my utensil holder and it just felt right emotionally for a souvenir of our moving in day. OK, not saying they were nosey neighbors but funny I purchased pronounced noses on the pottery bucket! Memories can hold powerful energy.

Oh, the other purchase was a tiny Palm tree plant from Acme super market when Mom and I ran in to purchase a few items to make sandwiches. The plant was tiny around 4 inches and cost a big 99 cents. Today it lives and thrives in our Dining room and now reaches the ceiling.

"Home is where the heart is."

~Pliny the Elder~

We are still awaiting our much desired 100+ year old barn beams to replace our field seamed beams on our ceiling that we have lived with since 1981. Our current beams need to be removed and we need to repaint the ceiling. I have an absolute passion in combining the old with the new. I embrace the legacy (history) of our home and embrace the blend.  I am passionately thrilled and fixated to finally have authentically old rough hewn barn beams to combine the old with the new in our current update. 

John was the one who found the source for our beams. Old Wood Limited in Ohio, my very helpful contact there is Leslie. She emailed me the above photo, not our exact beams but you can see the age of these gorgeous beams with the ax marks of a proud life spent in its history. We purchased two 7x7 inch, 10 foot long beams. They will be de-nailed, sprayed for bugs and placed in the dry kiln for 48 hours. We are having the beams trimmed to 5x7 and with the cut they will mounted to the ceiling flat. Source below, ask for Leslie (she now reads my blog). All sources will again be repeated at the end of my photo reveal (hopefully soon, eyes, fingers and toes crossed).

I collect the soulful art created by the creative hands of Doré Callaway of Burlap Luxe. Both a blogger and an etsy store owner. If you follow or read my blog you already know with me its all about tactile feel in harmony with the blend of combining material textures that resonate with my heart. The decayed artwork (papier mâché) of a male angel that says "Listening- Waiting for him to speak" was recently purchased and is displayed on our kitchen vintage mirror window frame that John and I made 20 years ago. I love his reflection in the mirror, his words hold deep meaning to me and the rustic look feeds my soul.

Lots of dust, dirt and debris and constant cleaning lately has filled my everyday. I recently replaced my now just a smidgen of a cube Savon De Marseille French cube soap. It sits on my counter top air drying (it extends the life of the soap). Often referred to as "the ugly soap" I do not agree ... I find rustic beauty in its organic and extremely useful soap. 

I love to cook and often use Le Creuset French cookware, but oftentimes stains will appear on the enamel. I find a bit of this wonder soap rubbed onto a sponge and applied to Le Creuset leaves it looking brand new. In case you wonder I'm into the Flame color. 

This French wonder soap is now removing stains daily from our clothes are we continue in our renovation of "This old row-home". BTW as an artist I can be messy and it always removes fresh paint from my clothing. I also keep a cube downstairs for laundry.

For the past three weeks Nic and his guys have been working downstairs to artistically blend old plastered walls with new dry wall to preserve the legacy of our home. Come downstairs to our basement area that will soon become my highly anticipated "cool Laundry room". Nic was my son's best friend and with them working together I can only imagine the stories my son shared with Nic about me! Nic teases me with my usage of my word legacy but I can assure you when Nic goes to quote a renovation of an older home he will use my (favorite, OK overused word) and seal the deal. BTW Nic also reads my blog. I am holding out giving his company as a source because we wanna keep him all to ourselves until he's finished here. OK next post I will share the source for this amazing wonderfully talented man with eyes that twinkle. Let me just state he and my son worked on all 6 of the governments local home land security buildings so he is trust worthy and extremely gifted! 

I specifically requested (of course more work and time) to save the old plaster curved walls going downstairs to our basement and fill in the repairs with rough plaster to combine the old with the new. I might be driving him crazy, but hey I am a Virgo.

All pipes have been moved to allow for head room, the quirkiness of the old plastered walls have been preserved and the blending of old and new delights us. My plans for my laundry room are unique,fun and totally unexpected. I hope you continue reading my blog to see its transformation which John and I are embarking working on this week. 

The long wall in this photo separates our garage which is on the other side of the soon to be laundry room and our Kitchen is above.

So much work occurred in my future laundry room, custom fabricated ductwork for the downdraft for my Wolf gas cooktop run through the garage into the basement onto the small roof above the steps.

The dark area is our staircase which will soon be painted light Grey, the walls will be Snow colored White and it will become a fun Black and White photography gallery display area of a 60's girl in her adventures on laundry day. My Samsung front loader dyer sits and waits patiently for a room to embrace. 

A Max update... Our precious cat is holding onto curiosity of what all this work will turn into. Every evening I sit my "Romeo" on my lap and ask him to grace us with another day. Not every day is easy for him but we have promised him we will not allow him to experience pain. 

John stole 16 inches from the basement length to add to the garage. Cement work was involved and John over lunch 10 days ago told me he would love a lasting memory of our beloved little man Max. John wanted to take Max down into the garage (before the walls were built) and put his footprints in the corner of the wet cement, I told him you should allow him to choose. We already have dog prints that date back to 1933 when our houses foundation was poured and a dog ran through the cement. We love those prints. We will preserve those prints and I will next post or so share all our pet prints. 

Anyway Max listened and on his own went downstairs and in perfect fashion placed his paws in the corner for his lasting legacy, The following day Max spent time biting and cleaning out the remaining cement from his paws. I just want to mention pets quickly learn our language and listen and always aim to please. Max has always enjoyed great curiosity and seems determined to live long enough to see this renovation completed. Just so you know he doesn't seem to be in pain and when he is we will do what we need to do. His reward lately has been cans of organic whipped cream and lots of kisses.

"Nothing can bring a real sense of security into the home except true love".

~Billy Graham~

It all comes down to the embrace of home we feel which happens to also be the title of my poetry I leave you with. See you in a couple weeks.

XX,

Vera

"A house is made with walls and beams. A home is made with love and dreams."

~Author unknown~

It's called the American Dream ... To prosper and achieve through hard work and commitment your goal in home ownership pride.

For most it's the first of many life events, those made of wishful dreams as a young groom carries in his arms across the threshold his Bride.

It all begins gradually, as you financially start to scrimp and save for a place that over time follows the path of your dreams that you will never quit.

Motivated you feather your nest through decorating and renovating to visualize meaningful dreams that become a reality, bit by precious bit.

First's happen, first anniversary, first baby, first promotion, all holding powerful energy of happiness and sometimes even holding our tears.

Celebrations occur, some private, many small and those larger gatherings of family, friends and neighbors coming together making a toast of cheers.

Truly in time homes become a metaphor in building our emotional time capsule of relevant memories during each passing year.

Literally a dwelling for soulful comfort which graces our lives and protects all its residents inside we love and hold very dear.

But alas, we never really own a house, it's not a possession, it's only a roof with walls that embrace our lives and in the end we either stay, move or crease living.

A house becomes a legacy of time spent in an entity of structure sharing our lives and caring for our homes, as we are its caretakers through maintenance giving. 

© Vera

Sources:

Ole Woods Limited 

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I am delighted to direct you today, May 2nd to my friend Kris's blog in Chicagoland. I am today's featured Saturday Spotlight, life behind the blogger. Kris asked me when I was a newbie blogger to be "put in the spotlight", but trying to heal my heart after the loss of my son I declined. I truly hoped to be asked again at a later date and I'm absolutely delighted that Kris did just that! 

Saturday spotlight is to shed some personal light on the person behind the blog. Today I share some things you may not know about me. Please click on the link for Junk Chic Cottage it will take you to Kris's fun and creative blog. She and her hubby Terry together design and create the most amazing architectural furniture and items from salvage. Kris affectionately refers to her keen eye of finding treasures as "junkiń".

From the bottom of my heart thank you Kris for putting me "in the spotlight" today.

xx,

Vera

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