A gift from the lovely Heather. . .
The house is in limbo—I can’t really do much painting until we get through the inspection process and that’s still a few months out. So, I’m focusing on the few spaces I can touch. In this case, my closet. There is sun on the horizon, which means I can post photos later. The images I shot this weekend are still a bit dark. But this one exposure was pretty. I love how the vintage curtain casts a shadow that’s reminiscent of the trees in the photo.
I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the lovely calendar. It was a gift from the ever thoughtful Heather (aka HG on this blog). She puts up with my poor writing skills and is constantly lobbying for a move to Pennsylvania. I suspect this calendar was a bribe. . . and a very tempting one at that. I love it.
It took me most of the month to figure out where to put it, decisiveness not being my strong suit. Consequently, a month to mention this gift. (SO BAD) I finally decided the closet was a perfect location. I’m sure that makes absolutely no sense, but I think when you see the photos later, you’ll understand why.
So, until there’s sun, a sneak peek. Progress, not perfection.
No mention necessary, love.
Just the same, I so appreciated the effort and thought you put into it.
You have such cool friends!
Right? Such awesomeness.
Beautiful calendar. HG’s got taste!
Yes she does. . . though, it also includes an unhealthy fixation on something called the Tardis. (muahahah) I’m totally safe, she’s not coming back to read this.
That is amazing! I love how it mirrors the photo. You have an amazing eye. (or eyes!)
Thank you. . . it’s a pretty calendar and the lace pattern was just dumb luck!