A few months ago, I decided I did not want my mantle anymore. My sweet husband took it down, and we moved a blanket chest from another room into it's place. He wanted to put it out for the trash...he had made it for me in the first place and said it had served it's purpose.
I decided we should hold on to it for awhile. Over the last few weeks, I started missing my mantle. I missed my candles lit in the evening as the days began to shorten. I started to think about putting out my fall goodies and missed it even more.
Back came the mantle with a whole new look...a lovely historical color. My sweet husband put it back for me. Back in the very same place where he had filled the holes and painted over the wall.
He is so patient.
Once again my hooking chair is back in it's cozy spot.
I stacked my painted trunks in front for a bit of a change. I haven't decided what to do with the interior blank space. It was black before with an inner brown liner. I might just leave it as is.
I like the darker look of the trunks filling the space. The two in the middle are grain painted and are from Maine. The bottom trunk is painted red and the top one has a decorative design which has become alligatored over time. The outer background on my blog is a closeup of this trunk.
They provide excellent storage for all sorts of things...think sewing supplies.
Annie is especially happy to see the "angels" back. That is what she calls the keyhole spatulas that hang across the mantle.
Hope life is treating you all well. Thank you for the lovely comments many of you left on my last post. It's always nice to hear from you.
Enjoy the day,