Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Front Entrance .. Ready for Fall

When house hunting, we all have a list in our heads of what our
needs are, what our priorities are and, once we find the house that matches our expectations, we know there will be things we will want to change.  With this little cottage, we were thrilled that the kitchen had been updated. Check that off our list of needs.  It was enough room for two. Check that priority off our list! But the exterior?  It needed to be updated!


This home was built in 1907 but she didn't need to look dated.  What she needed was a makeover to become more stylin'!! The blue trim, which we found out upon closer inspection was interior wood trim, needed to go.  The gold paned insets in the glass front door needed to go.  Toss out the black metal railing and get rid of the cement steps! I needed to put my own touch on things! 



Brick steps would make a huge difference and, after choosing the one that would be just right, one with a vintage feel, the bricklayers got to work.


The railing was pitched and the cement was prepped. Ready to go!
Upon completion, this old house already stepped into the 21st century.  What a huge difference!  I had the glass man come and remove the 80's gold from between the two panes of glass on the front door.  Confession:  Because the door and side panels are 90% glass I now felt exposed without anything to distract an individual from having full view of the interior of the house.  Ok.  Time to get going on details to add as a distraction!



Urns filled with small boxwoods on either side of the front door.
Oil rubbed bronze door handle installed to replace the gold one.  


Still had the issue of what to do to block the view of the interior of the house.  Solution?  An autumnal wreath that I created with my own little hands!  Yes, the "garden club dropout" actually did this on her own!!


A trip to Hobby Lobby, with 40% off coupon in hand, and I selected the size of the grapevine wreath I wanted to use as the base.  


A trip to Michael's where I found all their autumn picks at 50% off.  Love, love, love a bargain!  Gathered a mix of textures and colors....



 .. and headed home.  The wreath was hung on the glass door using clear suction cup hooks. Done! I stepped back to admire the changes. 


I'm not sure if I will paint the front door or even what color I will choose. For now, I'm letting it all sink in.  In time this ol' girl will let me know what her "signature" color is. But for now we're both happy!!



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Sunday, September 22, 2013

Vintage Pink

                         Vintage pink.

                   Distressed with time.

                   A glittered banner

                   I wished were mine! 




I went over to Kathy's blog, You'll Shoot Your Eye Out  and found that this week's theme was "Pink".  You know I love vintage! Make it vintage AND pink?  And I'm in heaven!  Sprinkle it with a bit of glitz and I'm over the moon!!


Saturday, September 7, 2013

Perspective.....

It was one of those mornings not unlike any other I had been having lately.  An errand needed.. no, demanded! ... to be accomplished before I could even had the time to wash the sleep from my eyes.  Weeks of non-stop projects working on our new cottage, plus, the addition of working on my mother-in-law's home in another state, were taking its toll. It was all becoming too much to bear.  I'm not the type to wake up joyless, but I was. 


Parked in front of the bank, waiting for it to open, waiting to tick this errand off my "to-do" list, I was feeling lackluster.  Feeling joyless, yet again, at the start of another day. 

My eyes were glazed over blankly starring straight ahead... feeling numb.  Waiting for the strength to venture in. Until the sight of a solitary man passed by.  He was dressed crisply in freshly pressed khaki pants and a short-sleeved, summer-white, button-down shirt with hair neatly combed back.  "Fresh as a daisy", my grandmother would have said.  I marveled at how he could pull himself together at such an early hour.  I also marveled at how his hobbling along, at a measured pace, cane in hand, didn't deny him the ability to put a peaceful expression on his face.. undeterred by a disability.  My eyes became focused.

Someone was speaking to me.


As I entered the main lobby of the bank, this gentleman was in
front of the only teller, tending to his financial business.  I slipped into a chair, glad for the chance to just sit, waiting for my turn. Hoping he would take his time.  Picking up the local paper, my eyes perused the news.  That is until a strong, male voice took over my senses.


"Beautiful morning, isn't it?"  as his voice boomed out.

The teller responded with the obligatory "Yes".

"And you know what we say?"  Not waiting for the teller to respond again, he continued on.

"We say "thank you"!  Thank you, God, for this gift!  This beautiful gift You've given us!  This gift that You have given us so that we may do great things today.  Help me make the best of this day so that I may honor You."

I didn't hear a word in response.  Perhaps the teller was taken aback.  Perhaps just a simple smile was all that she felt was needed. I really don't know. 

With that small bit of advice given to those within earshot, he turned around, and with cane in hand he hobbled back out the door.

Sitting there, I had taken in each word.  
I had been given a message.
And I heard it loud and clear!


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