Do you know what I mean when I say “I see my friends and family rolling their eyes and thinking what on earth is she going to do with that?!” Well it happens here often and it happened again recently on a mini break Mr M and I enjoyed together. I picked it up, he rolled his eyes and the assistant wrapped it quickly before I came to my senses. I’m not even sure the car had come to a halt at home, before the paint tins were out and I began the transformation. This week I’m talking about an easy project anyone can do… if they have an old drawer hanging around. I’m going to show you how to turn this dreary vintage drawer into a centrepiece you will just love. And this week we have a lot of ideas and a lot of photos, so shall we get started?
This weeks post begins with a huge thank you to all those who suggested names for my beautiful Shepherds Hut, both through the blog and during countless conversations with me. You’ve all been very kind and patient even though I must have bored you all going on and on.
I am pleased to announce that my Shepherds Hut has aptly been named Belle. Not only is the name festive, the dictionary suggests Belle to be ‘beautiful’ and since she is, that will be her name. Now when the family need to find me, they will find me over at Belle’s. continue reading
I’ve been very excited about bringing you this post for quite sometime. Since Christmas to be exact. It’s about another present, and yes it’s from Mr M again. I know, I know, he’s a good guy; I guess I just got lucky.
So, today’s story goes like this. We’d been in our new home for five days before I came up for air and away from way too many packing boxes. We’d moved from a smaller rental, so on removal day boxes came from storage, the rental and just about everywhere else it seemed. Unwrapping the storage boxes was fun actually and not unlike Christmas day itself, as I rediscovered family gems and precious photos wrapped in tissue paper for safe keeping. continue reading
I’ve long-held a dream of having my own orchard. Not one as grand as Monty’s but my own all the same. And in my dream chickens gather together in the hope of windfall and I harvest juicy apples in old wicker baskets and turn my hand to warm autumn crumbles and bright jewel like jams.
Hello everyone.. if you’re here for the first time then you’re very welcome and if you’ve returned then, thank you! I have been more than a little excited to share today’s up-cycle with you. This vintage find is special for all kinds of reasons not least because in its original state it looked sad and neglected. And it smelt. A lot.