I looked it up. Nat King Cole's song was #6 in the summer of 1963. Those days of soda and pretzels and beer. Well, not beer for me in '63. But the days are getting pretty lazy lately. I suppose the first days of summer always hit me like that. And the hazy part can't last long because soon we will be all the way into crazy. There is never enough summer to go around!
But first things first! With all the new light and air coming into my dining room I decided to up the ante by moving out all of my old oak chairs and bringing in the metal patio seats. It's a look I've always wanted to try. And much easier than painting everything white. I knew it had made a difference when Mr. C&C sailed through and said "wow"! (The Mr. doesn't usually notice too much in the way of domestic changes. . . . Just sayin'. . .)
Then comes the closeups of stuff on the table, because I have failed a tad on my vow to keep things cleared off. But I SWEAR!!!! it's all only temporary.
I stuck one of my new antique engravings of Venice into the empty frame. Who knows what will be there tomorrow? Summer is short!
I have long enjoyed the subtleties of white on white. And this week on the table I have layered a vintage tablecloth embroidered in dragonflies and lily pads. Oh, so first week of June!
What I, myself, may lack in artifice, I make up for in appreciation. Nobody loves beautifully worked linen more than I!
Finally, life is full of contrast, and a room should be too. A heavy commodious cupboard keeps everything from floating away. For now.
Lazy, hazy, or crazy. I wish that summer. . .
could always. . . be heeere!
How'z it goin' for you so far?
Hope it's good.
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