Falling in the Dining Room

Hello, Dear Ones! Well, you may want to put your sunshades on as I fiddled with some of my snaps trying to brighten them up a bit. Even though bright outside, it's so hard to catch the right light for a good snap. Just a warning!

 Okie dokie, a simple centerpiece on my dining room table. I love simple, don't you?

 Now! Put on your shades!! Told 'ya! But I do have these two cute little hand painted candlesticks complete with candles which are the color of the season.

 I've placed all of my things on this little crocheted piece made by my little grandmother many many years ago. It's perfect for this time of year. There are a few medallions missing on one end. I have often wondered why she didn't complete it. She's in heaven so I'll have to ask her one day when I get there.

Grab you shades again! Now I did want to show you that pretty tureen. While on our looooooooooooooong RV road trip, I did my best to pop into thrift shops as much as I could. Well on this particular day, don't know where we were, I found this tureen for $4.99! Can't beat that and now I have another to add to my collection.

Peeping over to the china cabinet filled with Milk Glass, you'll see I just poked a few little pun'kins in there. Oh, recently I added some greens to the top left hand side of the china cabinet. You can't see it very well in this snap, but there are also trailing vines hanging down and I like the look.

 Now just turn around and you'll see the sideboard. You've seen this also with my tureens on it. Again, I just poked down three little glass pun'kins and I was done! Love that.

Lets see, I have these five tureens on the sideboard, my new one on the table and another that just wouldn't fit anywhere. I have three hen tureens, two large and one little. Do you think I have enough tureens now? Probably not! :)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~

A Whiter Shade of Pale

 We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, there is no reason
And the truth is plain to see.
But I wandered through my playing cards
And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might have just as well've been closed
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, I'm home on shore leave,
Though in truth we were at sea
So I took her by the looking glass
And forced her to agree
Saying, you must be the mermaid
Who took Neptune for a ride.
But she smiled at me so sadly
That my anger straightway died

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale

If music be the food of love
Then laughter is its queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale

~ sung by Procol Harum