I'm so talented like that you know! ;)
Now I love color and my Fallen decorating is filled with oranges, yellows and gold all except in the dining room this year, I'm using white things! Me, a gal who loves color? Yep!Come a little closer and I'll show you.
Do you like it? This is the middle section. I think it looks rather calm. So unlike me! I'm a sight you know! :) Well, everything in my china cabinet is white except the little sweet hand painted tea pot, creamer and sugar my mother gave me many years ago. I just had to poke it in here! :)
The left hand section. I had to open the doors for you because the glare is really bad. 
Here's the right hand side. The white crocheted runner was here before I tore up the insides of my china cabinet so I thought I would leave it. 
Here's a little mosaic of all my little shelves ~ Fallen shelves filled with white things. So unlike me but I'm liking it.
Since I'm so creative, I thought I would take a snap through the side glasses. I hope you know I'm teasing...sort of! :)
Here's the other side peeping in through the glass.
I'm liking all of my Fallen whiteness in my china cabinet. Now, did you see the little touches of oranges and gold I poked all around? I just had to have a little of my Fallen colors among the whites!!Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)
I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~
The Logical Song
When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,
a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.
And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily,
joyfully, playfully watching me.
But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible,
logical, responsible, practical.
And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable,
clinical, intellectual, cynical.
There are times when all the world's asleep,
the questions run too deep
for such a simple man.
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned
I know it sounds absurd
but please tell me who I am.
Now watch what you say or they'll be calling you a radical,
liberal, fanatical, criminal.
Won't you sign up your name, we'd like to feel you're
acceptable, respecable, presentable, a vegtable!
At night, when all the world's asleep,
the questions run so deep
for such a simple man.
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned
I know it sounds absurd
but please tell me who I am.
a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.
And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily,
joyfully, playfully watching me.
But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible,
logical, responsible, practical.
And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable,
clinical, intellectual, cynical.
There are times when all the world's asleep,
the questions run too deep
for such a simple man.
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned
I know it sounds absurd
but please tell me who I am.
Now watch what you say or they'll be calling you a radical,
liberal, fanatical, criminal.
Won't you sign up your name, we'd like to feel you're
acceptable, respecable, presentable, a vegtable!
At night, when all the world's asleep,
the questions run so deep
for such a simple man.
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned
I know it sounds absurd
but please tell me who I am.
~ sung by Supertramp
