This print hangs above the fireplace in the apartment. (The fireplace that I would like to use as we don’t have one in the cottage, but its been too warm at night.) I like this print of a Dutch girl, but it is so faded from years of hanging here with sun streaming through the windows that I wanted to do something with it. So I bought some fabric at the quilt shop and covered the print with the fabric. I’m not sure I like it. I like the idea of it, but right now it looks like a big wrapped package.
I will leave it as is for the time being because I find it much more cheery, but maybe some vintage fabric? Barkcloth or chintz? Something flowery, but faded? Any ideas?
I spent a lovely afternoon at the beach on Monday with friends. We had lunch and laughed and caught up on all our news. The weather was beautiful, sunshine and a lovely breeze. Monday is my official day off.
I am coming up on my first blogging anniversary on February 17th. Bloggers usually have a giveaway of some kind and I am thinking of doing that….but do I have a big enough readership? I certainly don’t have the kind of numbers that many blogs I visit do. Nevertheless, I love all of you who do read Mockingbird Hill Cottage and want to do something to celebrate this past year. Blogging has been a wonderful adventure for me and I have loved every minute of it. So stayed tuned and all will be revealed.
I will leave you with a little gift I received on opening night last week. The play I coached involves one of the Lost Boys of the Sudan and his assimilation into American life. One of the pleasures of working in theater is that it is a small world. You work with someone and he or she knows someone you know. Or you worked with someone years ago and they reappear. Such is the case with this show. I worked with this lovely actress 16 years ago in Boston and she is the lead actress in this production. I love that. She gave me this lovely piece of Kenyan soapstone on opening night. It has been hand painted and polished until is smooth as silk. The wages these Kenyan artisans earn give them healthcare, support their families and provide an education for their children. I love holding it in my hand, turning it over and over. I find it comforting.