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Day Four Hundred One

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Some updates on this room and the rest of the dollhouse:

I ordered the most incredible miniature easel yesterday. It’s made by a woman who lives in Denmark. I don’t know how long it will take to get here; whether it’s made after an order is placed, or whether there is already one in stock. That’s okay. I can wait.

But I’m really excited!

I know I bought that chair thinking it would be perfect for the Beacon Hill (whenever the heck I actually start to construct it) but I can’t get over how beautiful it looks in this room. It’s as if it was made for it. So, for now, it stays.

I pulled the shelf unit out of the modern doll house. There’s one just like it in Don’s mini studio. I’m thinking I can fill it with art supplies and books and paints.

I don’t know if Queen Victoria is going to stay in that room, but again – for now – she looks cool in that space.

Lots of canvases, lots of art work on the walls…I have ideas. But they’ll take time, and money, so I have no choice but to work slowly.

I also need a lot more small details in the other rooms, including baseboards.

And I have to dress the bed. I have the fabric I’m going to use, I just need to be motivated.

We’re heading down the final stretch.

I didn’t end up weeding yesterday. It’s allergy and sinus time and I just didn’t feel up to it. I worked on the puzzle and cleaned up my part of the studio space upstairs. It was way too cluttered and I can only stand that for so long.

Don and I are discussing the possibility of lifting the carpet in that room. We’re not crazy about it and the room would be so much better without it. But I immediately start to wonder how we can work around all the furniture in that room when we have no place to put it while we’re pulling carpet up. Two heavy desks, a large china cabinet, a big old chair, etc. This is the challenge of living in a small house. So, we’ll start with pulling up a corner to see what’s underneath. I suspect it’s plywood, but even plywood would be okay. We could paint the floors.

Today? The Adirondack chairs are coming out of the shed and the cushions are coming out of the cabinet under the stairs. If I can’t plant my pots for the porch yet, I can surely pretty up the seating area.

I’ve decided I’ll leave the blog post titles as is until either 450 or 500. Then, I’ll go back to what they were before the pandemic started.

Stay safe.

Happy Sunday.

Day Three Hundred Eighty-Five

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I was a little late getting them out but here they are. They really work beautifully with the Fiesta compote. I can see myself sitting at the round table in my housing in San Diego (I was working away from home for 6 months) cutting and then sewing them on my friend Ingrid’s vintage Singer Featherweight. It had belonged to her grandmother. She generously let me borrow it so I could make a quilt while I was away from home. My experience with that wonderful little machine led me to search for, and eventually find, my very own Featherweight. I found it in a local antique shop.

These little eggs are full of memories.

Later in the day yesterday, Don starting feeling achey and tired. Every muscle was sore. So he did have a reaction to the vaccine. He’s fine today. I was quite lucky and only had a sore arm and some fatigue. I felt very fatigued with the first dose, as well.

I ordered this little item for the fun of it. It was in the Etsy shop of Tiny Doll House NYC.

A miniature bust of Queen Victoria. The owners of the shop found it at The Kensington Dollhouse Show in London – the big miniature show in England. (How I’d love to attend it someday!) I thought it would be fun to find a place for it in the English Cottage. I’m not sure where, but I’ll figure it out.

I started reading The Shell Seekers  last night. You know that you can relax and just let the words pour over you when you’re reading Rosamunde Pilcher. It’s pure pleasure.

I’m plugging away – slowly – on the puzzle. It’s a botanical chart and the hardest parts are the many leaves and stems that are somewhat similar from plant to plant. I can only do a bit at a time before I want to tear my hair out. I’ll finish it, rest assured.

I’m anxious to get outside and work, but the temps went down to the mid-twenties last night and the same will happen tonight. It’s too cold out there. Hopefully, I can start doing some outside chores next week.

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.

Day Three Hundred Seventy-Eight

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As I was walking by Don’s studio, I couldn’t help noticing the aftermath of some sort of party.

Apparently, I wasn’t invited.

Hmmm.

I’m going to suggest to Don that some dusting and cleaning is in order, as well as the obvious rehanging of canvases.

Periodically, here in the den, I’ll hear the sound of something falling and after some investigation, I’ll see that something’s fallen off the wall in one of the two dollhouses that live here – sort of like “things that go bump in the night.”

We’re due for a little rain this morning and then the inevitable wind advisory from noon to midnight. I’ll try not to scream.

Don and Dan keep recording new songs and periodically, I point you in the direction of one that I think is especially lovely. This will be on their third album and it’s called Sunny Skies Over Dark Days, with Don singing and playing the guitar and Dan playing the mandolin. Don played it for me this morning and I just love it. It’s very sweet. Here’s the link.

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.

 

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