Homemaking

At this moment, various children are running in and out of the house while others are skateboarding on the driveway.  I try to make sure everyone's toys get tossed on the appropriate lawns at the end of the day.


I've had a sweet little rosebush blooming down at the bottom of the steps.  There has been a rosebush in that spot as long as I can remember.  I don't know if this is the same rose or not, but I'd like to think it is.  The bush itself is looking spindly and will need a little work in the spring.


I love the house.  I am slowly adding a few old elements that anchor the home from my memory, like this Ericofon. 

There was always an Ericofon in one of the upstairs bedrooms.  I remember that it was such a strange design, true modern design.  I loved it.  Somewhere along the years it disappeared, but I still can't imagine the space without it.  So I found a similar one on ebay, and  now have it plugged in at the top of the stairs.  I had no idea a rotary dial would be so confusing to the kids, who've never seen one before.

Here are some views of the parlor, including a close-up of a little mixed art vignette at the end.

That's a David Pimentel copper wallpiece on the wall above the sofa and one of my own wallpieces off on the right side of the photo.


an eclectic corner in progress, with various small artworks, old and new, up on the wall


a closeup showing one of Xanthe's collages, over one of my own felted heart necklaces, and a fibula pin from someone that I can't remember.

I will definitely be putting many more little nails in the walls.