My Mantel Has Fallen

Hello, Dear Ones.

I've been falling around some at the house and wanted to show you my mantel.

 I just love the bright colors of Fall, don't you?

I love the bright oranges, golds, yellows and greens of the season ~

even though it 87' degrees outside and a zillion percent humidity.

 Well, just never mind that because I've cranked the air conditioning down to a cool 73' and I'm loving it! ;)

 

 I found these two little bakety thingys a while back at a thrift shop. I didn't like the way they looked ~ dark brown and rusty looking. So I grabbed some spray paint and went to town. 

I like them much better now. Can you see the little birds on the top tiers?

 I hung a Fallen wreath over the mirror, poked down some pumpkins and garlands and my mantel was done.

 Maybe I should have lit the fireplace for you. 

With the air conditioning cranked down it would be just fine. :)

Hope you've enjoyed seeing my Fallen mantel today.

I'm joining Common Ground for Be Inspired
The Shabby Nest for Frugal Friday
My Romantic Home for Show and Tell Friday
Chic On A Shoestring for Flaunt It Friday
French Country Cottage for Feathered Nest Friday
The Thrifty Groove for Thrifty Things Friday
The Charm of Home for Home Sweet Home 

Be a bunch of sweeties,

Shelia ;)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~

Autumn Song

Leaves of brown they fall to the ground
And it's here, over there leaves around
Shut the door, dim the lights and relax
What is more, your desire or the facts
Pitter patter the rain falling down
Little glamor sun coming round
Take a walk when autumn comes to town
Little stroll past the house on the hill
Some more coal on the fire will do well
And in a week or two it'll be Halloween
Set the page and the stage for the scene
Little game the children will play
And as we watch them while time away
Look at me and take my breath away yeah
You'll be smiling eyes beguilding
And the song on the breeze
Will call my name out and your dream
Chestnuts roasting outside as you walk
With your love by your side
The old accordion man plays mellow and bright
And you go home in the crispness of the night
Little later friends will be along
And if you feel like joining the throng
Just might feel like singing Autumn song
Just may feel like singing Autumn song
You'll be smiling
Eyes beguilding
And the song on the breeze
Calls my name out in your dream
Chestnuts roasting outside
As you walk with your love by your side
And the old accordion plays mellow and bright
And you go home in the crispness of the night 

~ sung by Van Morrison