the old yellow tray

I love old trays. I love them as trays and I love them as just about anything else, as my letter holder/photo display of a few months ago will show.

This old tray had been used and abused by the look of it, but with a bit of paint and some elbow grease... it looks just as old and abused! :)

The before:

The after:

A better class of abused perhaps. Like an old dowager who's gone to seed.

I like it better my way!

z

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framed coffee pots

This cute triple frame is another tip shop find. It was green when I found it so I painted it then sanded it back in areas to expose the original colour and the timber in spots.

Then, using dictionary pages and some graphics from The Graphics Fairy, I created a triptych of coffee pots & kettle which would look brilliant in any country kitchen.

I am loving the dictionary pages! I've made more of these little beauties to take to the Shabby Market on December 8th.

See you there!

z

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decorative grinders

Somewhere along the line I picked up a few broken salt and pepper grinders cause I just liked the shape of them. I mixed up some pretty pastel colours to try out then roughed them up a bit.

Not too bad for something someone tossed out.

I've been so busy lately that I haven't had much time to write and I have a ton of things to finish, photograph and share. As the end of the year approaches I feel more tired than ever. Its gotta be psychological. I mean, how on earth can the end of a calendar year make you feel more tired?

Maybe its the anticipation of three weeks off work.

Time to relax...

...Time to recoup.

Time to paint the house.

Ahhhh.

No rest for the wicked!

z

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it snowed in the dog room & public dog shaming

All I wanted was a quiet night. That's all. Was it too much to ask?

I think it was. 

I stepped into the mud room and was greeted by this scene.

It had snowed.

Let me explain. Barney and Mischa sleep in the mud room on this bed. Together. 

I've been recycling old doonas, which I no longer want or need, as dog blankets.

The first one got very dirty so I threw it out, giving them this down-filled one.

They loved it. It was fluffy and snuggly and comfortable.

Then I made a mistake... I fed Montana and Romeo in the mud room, separating them from Mischa and Barney, cause I'd given them lamb bones and we have had a bit of growling over bones in the past.

I thought I was playing it safe. I reckoned without the Romeo Boredom Factor.

Sigh.

This afternoon I received a dog public shaming email and laughed out loud at some of them. So I've now forwarded the email with my own addition.

Here are my favourites in case you missed the email.

 z