Playing With Little Richard

Hello, Dear Ones. I've been changing a few things around in the dining room. Come on in...

This piece is lovingly called "Little Richard" and he needed a change! So I went to town! :)


I poked one of my silverware chests (olden and a bit scratched up) here and started to try and make "Little Richard" begin to look a little more like summer.


This little silver tea service was found at the Goodwill for $9!! It was still in it's little tiny box wrapped in plastic ~ brand new! I love this stuff, don't you?


On the tray I put down a little crocheted doily and commenced to add some shells! Summer time is coming...well, shoot! With our temps at 93' and 700 percent humidity, summer's here! :)


Lovely little shells from the sea shore! Shells of summer! Shelia sells seashells by the sea shore! :) I feel the cool breeze from the sea, don't you? Well, it's a hot breeze - but my most tiny strands of hair do move around a bit! :)


Then, I poked down some salt and peppers ~ one in silver plate and the other looks copper and silver! I didn't even realize these were coppery until I brought them home. Have you ever seen any like these? Well, I like them and here they sit beside "Little Richard".


You can't have summer without a few flowers, now can you? So...I laid some faux daisies here just to soften all the wood, shells and silver. Love my little fauxs! Hope you like the new look of "Little Richard". Mr. Precious said if a burglar gets in, the first thing he'll see is my silverware chest and grab it. I told him not to worry we have a watch dog - Chloe Dawn! :)

Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia :)

I'm joining Our Dear Marty at A Stroll Thru Life for Tablescape Tuesday.

I'll leave you with a little Note Song~

Mary Ann

All day all night is Mary Ann, Down by the seaside, sifting sand.
Even little children love Mary Ann, Down by the seaside, sifting sand.

Oh, when she walks long the shore people all she greets,
Wild birds fly her over and fish come to her feet.
In her heart there's love but I'm the only man,
Who's allowed to kiss my, oh Mary Ann.

All day all night is Mary Ann,
Down by the seaside, sifting sand.
Even little children love Mary Ann,
Down by the seaside, sifting sand.

Oh, when we marry we will have the time we ever thought,
I would be so happy, I'd kiss my mother-in-law.
All the little children running in the bamboo hut,
One for every palmtree and the coconut.

All day all night is Mary Ann,
Down by the seaside, sifting sand.
Even little children love Mary Ann,
Down by the seaside, sifting sand.

~sung by Harry Belafonte