We took to the woods again yesterday. This time for nothing more than to gather up the sights and scents of fall. And I mean that literally. Baskets of pine cones, weeds, and branches smell odorous wonderful, and dress up the corners of a room with the matchless opulence of nature.
A few russet oak branches make me feel as though the fineries of the forest are all the luxury I might need for a season. I am always envious of the large branching bouquets I see in photos of gorgeous rooms, and the offerings of the impossibly large and dramatic displays at Pottery Barn. You have to actually have an oak tree (or whatever) readily available (I don't), or a pretty big budget! And in the end, an imitation doesn't feed my soul in quite the same way.
A copper trophy cup adds to the autumn tones. . . .
For the moment my branches are propped inside a paint splattered vintage crate that I brought home from the flea market that also holds logs for the fire. A rustic window pane from another market mimics the color.
A trio of just painted mirrors cure while making a pretty vignette.
One of them hangs on a wooden door.
A French style mirror in an ornate gold frame is getting the latest tryout over the mantel.
It's amazing how a few fall leaves can warm up a room.
I hope things are starting off cozy this week for you too!
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