Nothing for Sale

I love playing house. There are forces at work beyond my control and my living space and accessories change all the time. Last month I pulled down my bedroom ceiling, the month before I changed the entire look of the living room with stained brown cladding. Recently our TV lost its plastic base so I built a wooden easel on wheels.

Today I recycled white shutter doors from an inside closet to our outside deck. 

The hats are in constant use — the ancient oars not so…

 The key is from our place in France. I made the shelf from an old gateleg table leaf.

The living room looking towards the Bay — an atypical rainy day — my 20 year old cat has left us since this photo was taken

I had been collecting driftwood for months, and one afternoon pulled out my nail gun and created this headboard in twenty minutes, making sure there were no lumpy bits behind my head (ouch!).  It smells of clean salt... 

I find most pulls ugly, so I drilled holes in these drawers and fabricated rope pulls, held neatly inside ℅ my trusty staple gun.  Have I said I think power tools are a woman’s best friend?

Shibui looks as though butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth here, don’t be fooled!  This is the quirkiest cat evah.

I particularly enjoy monogramming tea towels, for myself and as a house present for friends - always with the year, the traditional way.  It is easy to finish one in an evening.

Succulents grow like weeds around here - and I love them! 

Winter sun...and a flattering angle. If you want to look years younger in a selfie, lie down!