As I think of my grandmother, I think about the kind of person she was, the legacy that she left behind. She was a firm believer that if you were old enough to sit up by yourself, you were old enough to enjoy your first cup of coffee, even if it was mostly milk with coffee added to it for coloring.
Along the way, I picked up her love coffee and of the past. I like things that have a history to them surrounding me.
And while I will probably never share her passion for “cabbage roses,” I will always think of her whenever I see them adorn…anything.
I like mixing the VERY old with the VERY modern. I lean towards furnishings that are old but have a contemporary feel. I don’t have the patience for anything that’s too fussy. Even still, I can see my grandmother’s influences on me. I drink coffee copiously. I also like to repurpose furniture. I use a dressing table for a laptop desk. I use a china cabinet for a linen closet. My bed is from the turn of the century, and yes, there’s a quilt on it. (My hubby made it!) When I think of all the tiny ways she’s affected my life, it makes me smile. 🙂