Wednesday, November 12, 2008

A Sneak Peak

Today I would love to show you just a little bit of a sneak peak of our entry. You know, the one where I thought ghosts and goblins were! Well, the wallpaper has been stripped off, the walls textured, primed and now painted. The railing on the stairs was sanded and restained. Boy, that took a lot out of me! Not that I did any of it...but it puts a bit of pressure on a body~~ :)
Are you peaking through the spindles now? See, they're nice and white!

Here the walls and trim stand in all of their gloriousness! I am just loving the creamy color of the walls against the white of the trim.

I've also been trying to do a little decorating in here. Don't know if you can tell, but our staircase 'sweeps''s not just a straight flight up but veers to the left. We had never hung anything on the wall above the wainscoting before but we were ready for something different.

See? I have hung seven framed antique bird prints on the wall. I must tell you, I found these frames with the mats at Michael's on sale for a little over $5 each! Now, sweet little honeys, that is a bargain!

The quality of my picture taking is not very good, but I wanted you to see the pretty little antique bird prints.

This one is my favorite!

Here you can see a little of how it all ties together. I'm really loving this! Can you love walls? Why, of course you can!!
You can see a cross tassel hanging from the chandy. I put this here one Christmas and it's just stayed put! Don't be alarmed! My stairs are not on fire - it's just a little candle in a jar I placed there because I didn't want it in the picture!! But, alas, here it is anyway. I'm really not a crazy lady! ;)
If you know me very well, you know I love olden things. We decided to hang this old vintage bird picture here ~ thus the bird theme. Edra was here, but she decided to go upstairs and is now on the landing. I'll show you Edra at another time because she's not fully dressed yet. You know she is very modest! ;)Here's the pretty old picture. Aren't those about the cutest little cockatoos you've ever seen? The wall looks pink here, but I promise it's not!! I think the wall is a little embarrassed by all the photos I've been taking...the wall is blushing...shhhh!

Mr. Precious' Gone With The Wind Lamp came out to sit in the entry along with my biscuit jar! All color coordinated, naturally!

I dearly hope you've enjoyed a little sneak peak at my entry. We've just ordered our marble for the entry floor and carpet for the adjoining living room and dining room today! I know this is no big deal for so many of you because I've seen where you live and in some gorgeous homes. But our home is old and she needs updating and we're slowly but surely doing it so I'm a little excited, I tell you true, Precious Ones. It could be after Thanksgiving before all of the work is done, but I'll post the finished product as quick as a wink!!
uh oh...

Chloe Dawn, what's the matter Darling? She says she's very sad that I have ignored her all day. See her little toy sitting beside her. She says she wants to play and all I've done is primp the entry and take pictures. Well, I suppose I had better go and attend to my little fuzzy baby!
Be a bunch of sweeties,

I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~
Birds of a Feather

Its easy sometimes when you just coast along
But like it or not something always seems to go wrong
Sometimes people build you up just so they can knock you down
Sometimes they will have you there cause they need someone around
Perhaps you'll receive invitations for tea
Perhaps you'll laugh and make them all smile
Or maybe you'll join them cause it had to be
Perhaps you'll forget you forgot for awhile
Birds of a feather are flocking outside
Like whippets they dance in a curly-queue dance
Of pulses and ringing and campfire chants
Of ritual drumming although at first glance
You thought you could run but you won't take a chance
Its not an experience if they can't bring someone along
They hang on emotions they bottle inside
They peck at the ground
And strut out of stride
~written by Jack McGowan & Edgar Moran