This is the bed that came before the house we dreamed of and talked about off and on for years.
It sat in the hall at the old house for at least a coon's age.
Waiting for a house, waiting for a bedroom.
We were going into town early one Saturday and happened upon a garage sale. The sales are not usually very good near our old house but this one was exceptional.
I asked the very young, college age, girl how much was the bed, highboy and bedside table.
She said $150.00.
I had no idea where they were going or a plan or anything but dizzy thoughts at that point.
Joe smiled, winked, and went and got the truck.
The bed is a reproduction but for fifty dollars we love it in the blue guestroom of the yellow house {I still need to paint this room}. It clears the ceiling of the small room by one half inch! The highboy will not be going in this room for now.
This petite rocker came from an estate sale at a huge Victorian house two houses down from the old house. We stood in line at 5:30am to get it and a few more items.
We brought this chaise all the way from Pennsylvania where it came from a garage sale. The room is crowded with it here but we love it and do not wish to part with it. It is an awesome place for a nap.
The large print over the bed is "Confederate Christmas" and came from a thrift store. The rumpled duvet cover { I am not ironing it} is from Pottery Barn and came from a garage sale for ten dollars. The shams are behind the pillows.
I am so over having every little thing perfect for photos. This is how we live, a little rumpled dragging in dirt from our garden, imperfect all the time, and happy.
grace surrounds us
Olive