Three days ago, we had no intention of ripping out our faithful but worn berber carpet. Then my husband went to the hardware store and saw a sale on plank flooring. It was such a good price, we decided to buy it and keep it in the garage for a few months until we had the time and the inclination to do it. We picked up the flooring and went home to survey how we would proceed with the work we would have to do to install said flooring and the next thing you know, we were ripping and tearing and moving all the furniture and smalls out of the room. Which leads me to my sad news about the gold-coloured pitcher you see in the photo. I took the picture because I love to see other people's posts about their creations and home renovations in progress and thought I would do a similar post.

But our kitty cat, Baby Finn, wanted to see what was new on the shelf and jumped up to get a look. A second later, the ringed jug was in a number of pieces on the floor. I thought of chronicling that with a photo but then I'd feel bad whenever I looked at it. I prefer to remember it in its perfection, as in the photo.

The items in the following photo remained intact because I moved them out of Baby Finn's perching spot.

Can't wait to see the new flooring which should be done on Saturday.

Sunsets, Red Wine, New Shoes

I spent a very relaxing time at the cottage with my friends. I got to eat, drink wine, gab, go for strolls along the beach, sit on the deck, gab, shop, laugh, read, sit on the deck, nap, enjoy a glass of red, gab, and watch the sunset every night. One morning, I caught the sunrise; just beautiful.

Each evening we'd drop everything and hurry down to catch the sunsets; each was more spectacular that the day before.

And I found myself some Mary Jane Crocs. They are so comfy that I wear them all day long. They're great for walks, biking, gardening and grocery shopping.

At the cottage next week ...

Oh boy, I'm in such a rush to get on the road to the cottage and look, I left the letter 'k' off the word 'week' in my picture and I don't have time to fix it now. Anyway, I'm off and will be enjoying some sun and sand in cottage country. On Tuesday, I plan to set up my vintage wares at the local Farmer's Market. Will take some pics and return next week. In the meantime, enjoy your summer!

My Paris-Inspired Bicycle

Last year, I visited Paris for the first time and fell in love with the city and everything about it. Everywhere we went, there were men and women riding bicycles. When I came home, I thought that one of the ways for me to bring some of the Paris ambience home, would be by riding a bicycle that had that vintage Paris feel. I asked my husband to keep an eye out at Yard Sales for an old-fashioned bicycle in black paint. Within a few days, he found exactly what I wanted!
I love this bicycle and even gave her a name - Isabelle. Isn't she pretty?

Here's another picture that my friend took of a cyclist in Paris. Look at those heels!

Family Week

Here's Rory, our son who is visiting from Vancouver this week. The house sure is different with his friends coming and going at all hours. We only have a few more days to enjoy his company. I'll post again next week after he leaves. Enjoy your week!

Whew, I'm just learning how to work with digital scrapbooking - sure wish I knew what I was doing - please bear with me on this learning curve - the pics are less than perfect.

The Primitive Heart stole my heart

Yesterday, I spend a perfect day out with friends, antiquing and shopping. The highlight of our trip - besides our pub lunch :-) - was our visit to my favourite prim decorating store, in St George, Ontario. The owner describes the store as 'filled to the rafters with old 'n worn primitive good for your home and garden' and indeed it is full. And yesterday, the yard surrounding the store was stocked as well. What a feast for the eyes.

This garden angel was on duty at the door to the shop. Unfortunately for me, she had already been sold when we arrived and was waiting to be transported to her new home. I could have spent another hour just looking and sighing at the sights but we had to move on to fit in the other stores we wanted to see. I did find time to purchase a painted dough bowl which I plan to post in the future.

My Apron 'Fence'

This is the view from the deck at the back of our house. One side is bordered by a fence which runs all the way to the back of our property. The other side partly bordered by our garage but the first few feet in front of the garage is paved driveway. The garage is a double that we share with our neighbour and right now his garage door isn't working so he has the door propped open.

A less than inspiring view for sure - pavement and a gaping open garage door. I tried to talk dh into building a wood fence but my request fell on deaf ears :-) So, instead, I decided to string a rope across from the house to our garage and make a 'fence' of fabric, or at least, the illusion of a fence, a place for the eye to focus rather than the bleak reality.

And it works; I like seeing the aprons fluttering in the breeze. Not everybody 'gets it' of course; a friend wondered why we had so many aprons on our line and if I changed my apron every day *smile*.