If I had to choose…

If I had to choose my favorite house that’s cropped up in blogland over the last year, it would have to be this one. 


The farmhouse’s owner is non other than Emerson from EmersonMade.  See the tell-tale sign on the leopard print coat?  She makes and sells these smashing  colorful blooms. 


White kitchen, open shelving, naked window.  What’s not to like?  Well… maybe the butcher knife and his little scissor friend.  They’re a little scary.


Would you believe this is their pantry?  My daughter would really dig this one.  Ha!




And this one = perfection.  Ahhhhh, I love it!

To see more photos of this spectacular home, the article is here at: Designsponge

All pictures courtesy Designsponge.

Waiting for the leaves to fall

It’s quite a task to prepare for Autumn in 90 degree weather.  So while I’m waiting for the leaves to fall, these inspired ideas help hold me over…

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I love the mixture of colors and layered textures in this votive jar.  If only it was hanging from a jute ribbon, it might even be better. 

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I absolutely adore this idea of a baby tree in a burlap sack.  Could it get any sweeter?  I wouldn’t change a thing. 

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A pumpkin vase.  Now why hadn’t I ever thought of it?  Am I the only one?

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And you know cooking’s not my thing, but how could I resist baking itty bitty acorn cakes?  I could not. 

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This is a great idea for a little snack buffet… using a  family of gourds as serving bowls.   Wouldn’t it be even cuter to fill them with different nuts? 

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And last but not least is my favorite of all… a simple display of pale pumpkins with brown thistles and pinecones.  The subdued always seems to win out with me.  (if you haven’t noticed;)

Blue To-Do


On my to-do

Before the year’s through


Is painting the porch ceiling



Knock Off

If you are anything like me, you’ve probably drooled over the vintage inspired faucet line from Restoration Hardware.  But the prices!  That sort of craziness is not happening around here.  So, when it came time to replace the faucet for our new (old) sink, I went on a search for a Restoration look-alike. 

I found it!  


And I love it!


The knobs are delightfully chunky, and the spout comes  far enough forward for practical use (the one thing lacking in our last faucet). 


But best of all, it was cheaper than the off-the-shelf varieties at the big box stores.  I found it here at Overstock.com.  Just had to share!

Hand and Cloth


Remember I posted about the Indian quilts from the current Sundance Catalog?  I’ve since been alerted to a wonderful organization called “Hand and Cloth”.  I’m so excited to feature their work here.   I hope you’ll visit them and show your support for their beautiful ministry.  The following is all taken from their website:


The story of the sari blanket begins with the sari vendors. Kitchenware peddlers by day, they travel to rich women's homes and trade cooking pots and spoons for old saris. At night the kitchenware peddlers become sari vendors.


And these are their children. The one in front wants my camera.


Sari vendors: geniuses who knew that old cloth would become a commodity.handandcloth5

Sari hunters: consumers with a fascination for recycled sari material.


The sari blanket: two recycled saris sewn together by a kantha stitch, traditionally the poor woman's craft.


Every mother teaches her daughter the kantha stitch, and how to make her stitches small and straight. 


Every little girl, in turn, becomes a mother and makes sari blankets for her daughters. Sari blankets are a necessity to keep her children warm.


No mothers teach their daughters to sell their bodies.

But many young girls in Kolkata, India grow up to "work the line." Some are victims of sex-trafficking. Others choose this life because they think they don't have any other options.


Koral worked the line in the red light district of Dumdum. She wanted to change her life so that her daughter "wouldn't grow up to have the same job." She always knew how to make beautiful kantha stitches, she just didn't know someone would pay her for doing so. She hopes her daughter will never have to sell her body.
This picture is used with Koral's permission.


Tapti's mother was a prostituted woman. Tapti grew up in the red light district. Crippled from birth, she was deemed as of "low value" in the commodity of the sex-trade. Tapti was placed in the Swadhar Project, a rehabilitation home for at-risk girls. Sarah met Tapti at the Swadhar Project. That's where they began sewing together.


Tapti likes to sing while she sews.


And this is Pushpa. She likes to practice her English while she sews.


"When we sew together, we talk together, and we think that pieces of our stories are sewn into our blankets. We stitch many stories into our blankets, that's why our kantha stitches are so many! We hope that those who use our blankets add their own stories to ours, because the more stories we add to our blankets, the tighter our stitches become!"


"You hem me in behind and before. You have laid your hand upon me."
Psalm 139


Blankets handmade by women.
Women handmade by God.


To purchase a quilt by Hand and Cloth, or to make a donation, click here.


The coffee table from the old living room set-up was a tad small and not working very functionally. 


I’ve had my eye on the bricklayer tables that have been popping up here and yonder.  Perhaps their popularity=trendy?  I don’t care, they are my cup of tea.

I love the mix of wood and metal… very “farmhouse industrial”. 


Ours is from Ballard Designs.


I think the table adds a nice contrast to the French pieces in the room.


Just enough to take the edge off the femininity.


And it coordinates with the industrial element on the ceiling.


Millie has gone through a transition as well.  Just a mere pup when she first modeled for us, she’s now full grown at a whopping 8 pounds.  She still loves the corner spot on the sofa:


but as I was snapping photos…


She hopped up on top,


because she prefers this spot even more.


Recipe for a Happy Home

A friend of mine found this “recipe” in an old cookbook.  It is by far the hardest one to whip up. 

Its prep work takes the longest.


And the cooking part takes a lifetime. 


But the aroma lasts for eternity.


I loved the recipe so much, I had it screen-printed onto towels. 


And made some extra for my shop

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