Walking downstairs and out the back door

Before coffee.20140715-080349-29029381.jpg
One of the saved baby outfits. This one D.’s.  College-bound (the boy, not the outfit!):20140715-080445-29085704.jpg[When I was about eight months pregnant, I showed my bed-ridden mother this little vest and onesie. “You’re finding his palette,” she announced in true art teacher/mother fashion.  She would never meet him].

Speaking of palettes, on the coffee table, random partnering:20140715-080525-29125303.jpgOn the ironing board, ready for sleeving:20140715-080559-29159380.jpgBookcases. Wooden boxes from Japan. Classics, hardbound.  Some of the many new-to-us things:

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this photo taken last night; but en route to back door

A saturating rain yesterday:20140715-081058-29458791.jpg

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2 thoughts on “Walking downstairs and out the back door

  1. deemallon

    you can hardly see it in this pictures, but it’s true. I live in a 200-plus year old structure that was once a barn, then an orphanage, and finally a home. It receives spectacular light all year round and is open and airy on the first floor. We love this place!

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