Okay... actually, I think the title is a bit misleading as it's a small but "important to me" change. When my siblings and I cleared out my mother and step father's house earlier this year and divided up all their belongings I ended up with quite a bit of furniture (funny that!). I'm slowly incorporating it into our house. It doesn't quite all fit but once we renovate and build bedrooms etc upstairs we will have a lot more room and so it's a matter of squeezing it in for the time being.
Our lounge room is a bit of a dodgy fibro add on at the back of the original house - complete with a dodgy cement slab and what was the original outside toilet (that we've since turned into our laundry, a teeny tiny space that is overflowing and drives me nuts). Anyway the room is really wide (about 9 metres and not that deep - 3.5 metres and with the entrance from the study and the back door both centred in the middle the room is really cut in half. I don't mind this for the time being as we have the aubergine lounges and the tv down one end and the cream lounge, armchairs and coffee table in the other half that acts as a reading/sitting area. It works well enough.
One of the pieces I wanted to squeeze in was this sweet little green cabinet my mother painted in the 1960's. I blogged about it here just the week before she was diagnosed with a GBM brain tumour (and died within three weeks). Now I have this cupboard and my big sister has the other one) at my house and it's lovely to have something my mum painted with her hands to sit next to my painted furniture Once more thing we shared.
It probably doesn't really fit in here but I am glad to have this sentimental piece all the same. I can sit in that armchair with a cup of coffee and do my planning and reading. My sister and I were commenting how mum's things all looked better in her house than in our houses now. Funny that. I am missing her a lot still. The more time passes the more I want to talk to her, tell her things and hear her kindness and wisdom.
I found this lovely King Island blue and cream cheese jar at the local markets (Rozelle Markets open Saturdays and Sundays) last weekend. Love it. It's in perfect condition, suits my love of blue and white and was a couple of dollars. I like it here next to my dying roses in the blue and white jug that was also my mum's. The jug has a chip out of the rim of it but I couldn't bring myself to chuck it out. You can't see it under the roses anyway. I am not sure what I did wrong with my roses - One of them is sitting in a glass of water on my kitchen window and it's still stunning and very much in bloom but these ones I had in the jug under the gold frame died very quickly - Does any one have advice on how to keep them blooming once cut?
These other wild roses I found in the lane way near our house. They were trailing over a fence spilling into the lane so I didn't feel too guilty about dodging the thorns to pull off a few stems.
Now where to put the rest of the furniture?
That is the question!
Have a lovely weekend