Oliver has been home sick for the past couple of days, which precludes my getting much work done. Still, in between fetching tea and reading children’s books, I did manage to snap of few shots around the home.
Even though overall the house is mostly in a state of transition and disarray, there are pockets that are beginning to look like me.
vignette with candles and my advent wreaths in the newly stripped dining room
my Grandmother Sylvia’s childhood desk under the stairs
Can’t wait paint the wall French grey!
one of my antique linen sheets resting on an Ikea chair




