Although we’ve happily lived in our Dutch colonial since October,
our poor walls remain bare!
All except this one, behind our headboard:
That wonderful flag is from my Grandpa’s funeral.
He served as a veterinarian’s assistant in France during WWI.
Did you see the movie War Horse?
Yes, there were horses serving in the military during WWI,
+ I suppose it was Grandpa’s job to help keep them healthy.
Isn’t that interesting?
If only I had found it so interesting back then, when he was still alive!
But back to today.
A flag on the wall, no matter how much it’s cherished, is a bit odd, no?
Here are some Pinterest photos that inspired me:
I’ve changed my mind, as one does,
+ I now wish to take down the flag + hang something else!
OF COURSE I DO!
This no doubt explains my artwork paralysis — I do change my mind a lot.
This time, I blame it on my new obsession with pastels,
which is also reflected in my “merch”, as I call it:
I don’t talk about my biz that much in this blog.
It’s called RedBird (shout-out for my favorite baseball team)
It has me sewing, painting + slipcovering all sorts of things;
I call my style rustic cottage + sell in vintage markets.
The shows are a tons of fun but also a lot of work!
I am not as young as I used to be, but then, who is?
Just yesterday, I was here from from 7 a.m. – 3 p.m.:
I was so tired that when I got back home around 4 bells,
I was out like a light before 5 + slept right through the night!
JUST CALL ME GRANNY!
Anyway, next market is in 2 weeks, so I’d best stop typing.
I think I’ll sew a slipcover this afternoon!