The Eleventh Hour

I'm late for the Party! Marty's Summer Cloche Party that is!


This is sort of my midnight in the dusty library version. Since it's almost midnight and I'm in the dusty library!

One of my cloche's is a vintage rose globe. I'm told that one can place a rose in water and preserve it for some time. Mine's filled with shells of course!

I'm always collecting old books and papers. I'm using old piano rolls here.

An old gauge tops a brown bottle in the tall cloche. A copy of Milton, Paradise Lost, and a leather topped ink well. The base is an old dictionary.

The backdrop consists of pages from an antique photograph album.


Thanks for stopping by and having a look at my fun!
Ciao! for now!

Jacqueline

There are a bunch more cloches over at A Stroll Thru Life! Go check it out! I'm also linking to Favorite Things Saturday at Bargain Hunting (and chatting) With Laurie!

cool corner

We are in the high desert here in the Land of Enchantment, the altitude bringing just enough moisture to leave you yearning for more, like a too small warmish sip from the last of your cool drink on a thirsty day.

Maybe that is why I dream so much of the sea.



All white and cloistered



in the sea cave cool of shuttered rooms.

I love cool white rooms in summer, and I learned about shutters from a trip to Italy.

The shuttered farmhouses are picturesque, but the shutters are used to control the hot or cold weather. Closed early in the morning, they efficiently keep rooms cool all day.

We like the look of our plantation shutters, but came home and found out that they worked for us the same way without always relying on air-conditioning. The shell candles are from Pottery Barn. Love shells!

Most of my shells are rescued from flea markets. The large shell in the foreground was a trip souvenir. It reminds me of vanilla ice cream with chocolate sauce!

I always have a changing stack of decorating books in my cool corner.



It's easy to change the look of a room with slipcovers, but even easier and cheaper to change the furniture with throws. Woolly in winter, crisp whites in summer.


For now, I am lulled by the undulating heat waves of summer days.



Adrift, and awash in watery thoughts.


Here's wishing you your own cool corner! Thanks for visiting me in mine!
Ciao! for now!

Jacqueline

I'm linking with My Romantic Home for Show and Tell Friday. Sail on over!

Romantic Nights

My table is set to showcase the salad plates I got last year from Anthropologie.


The subtle pink color made me want my vintage lacy beige tablecloth and ivory whites.


Each plate in the set of four is different.

The romantic themes work well with my vintage Wedgewood Queensware china.

The brown highlights made me think of transferware.


So I used a vintage brown transferware tureen as a centerpiece.

The tracery of the tablecloth ads to the romance.


The tureen and plates have small touches of gold which I decided to emphasize by using lots of silver in the setting.


The flowers on the tureen echo those on the plates.


I was glad to get a chance to use these vintage transferware bone dishes as accents on the table.


The pinks are close enough to my pale pink vintage teapot and cups to bring a touch more color to the neutrals.


Instead of the matching cream and sugar I added some glitz with more silver.


The short pressed glass vintage tumblers have a silver plate rim and reflect more light.



I've added tea lights to show them off.


This sterling silver dolphin-handled sugar and creamer is one of my favorite motifs.

The quiet colors make for a romantic evening table.

One of my favorite natural colored tablecloths with lacy details.


Thanks for stopping by! Ciao! for now!

Jacqueline

I'm linking up with Between Naps on the Porch for Tablescape Thursday, and the Coloradolady for Vintage Thingy Thursday
and It's a Hodgepodge Life

Objects of Our Desire

Shop views. . .

During the last years of his life, Gandhi was well-known around the world. Everyone wanted to see him. Ever inventive, Gandhi found a way to accommodate them by doing his paperwork while sitting in his front yard.

One day the secretary opened an envelope. Two sheets of paper, attached to each other by a paper clip, came out. Quickly, he crumpled the sheets of paper and threw them in the wastebasket. Gandhi asked him the reason for this and was told that the letter contained obscenities directed at him. Gandhi insisted upon reading the letter himself. Once he had finished, he took the paper clip out and threw the two sheets of paper away. His secretary was amazed that he did not look upset at all. "Bapu, has the hatred in this letter not hurt you?" Gandhi smiled and said that he was not affected because he was certain that the epithets and curses in the letter had no application to him at all. He added that the man who wrote the letter perhaps knew this too and, to make up for his assault, had sent along the gift of a paper clip. It was as important to not let the hatred contaminate oneself as it was to enjoy the gift of this paper clip.

. . . in the midst of the inevitable suffering of life, solace and even joy often come to us in the form, so to speak, of a paper clip.

Prologue to Objects of Our Desire, Salman Akhtar

Thanks for stopping by! Ciao! for now!

Jacqueline

I'm linking to my favorite of the week, WHITE WEDNESDAY at Faded Charm.

Mad for Yellow

"But then they danced down the street like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous YELLOW roman candles, exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!'"

Jack Kerouac, On the Road [1957]

Hope you have a Mellow Yellow Monday!
Thanks for stopping by! Ciao! for now!

Jacqueline