Gathering Roses

'Somerset'.

I fell in love with this fabric a long time ago and purchased a chair slip in it for the kitchen.

I just HAD to have some of that gorgeous color in this old house.

My head and heart were telling me so.

When I saw that my friend, Tausha, had purchased a duvet cover and pillow sham 

and had casually thrown it over her sofa bed...

the pink roses tumbling over the overdyed purple-denim background

draping onto the floor...

I swooned.

I groaned.

I whined.

I wanted it.

My head and heart were in total agreement.

So I took some of my hard earned money that was being saved for something really really special

and bought some fabric.

I flew over to my oh-so-talented friend, Randi's house and begged her to stitch up a king-size fitted sheet 

to cover the cushions in the living room.

You see, a duvet cover was permanently affixed in my mind.

But the more I thought about it, 

the more I realized that I wanted to be able to look at this gorgeous fabric all the time,

not just at night when I climbed into bed.

I wanted to walk past the living room and see those faded roses strewn across the sofa.

I wanted to see that deep, rich, cozy overdyed purple-denim shade warming the room.

I wanted to sprawl across it while watching television.

I wanted to lay my head in the middle of it.

Yes...I'm quite obsessed like that.

A king sized fitted sheet works perfectly as a cushion cover on this old sofa.

I usually have a 'Mon Ami' sheet tucked on it which is just perfect for spring and summer.

But 'Somerset', with her rich, warm shades is dreamy for winter.

Sweet Randi worked diligently at getting the project completed in just a few days.

She knew I was chomping at the bit to feel that luscious fabric in my hands again.

I tucked it in and smoothed it out.

I squashed down-filled pillows into the shams.

I threw pillows here and there around the room waiting for the perfect combination to appear.

And all the while....

my head was singing

and my heart was sighing.

As I stood back with a smile on my face and started taking photos of my now warm and cozy room,

my head started talking with my heart again.

Yeah.

They chat quite frequently.

It's where many of my ideas come from.

The ideas that make my husband raise his eyebrows in wariness

and squint his eyes in despair.

Head:  You need prairie shutters in here.

Heart:  Oh! I agree!

Head:  You need to ask hubby about getting it done as soon as possible.

Heart:  Oh!  I agree!

Head:  You're going to Home Depot next week to pick up replacement windows for the attic.

You could get the wood then.

Heart:  Oh!  Great idea!  I agree!

I can really get myself in trouble listening to them, you know...?

{That happens quite frequently, too.}

I see more prairie shutters as another texture in here.

Earthy, rustic statement pieces.

A beautiful backdrop for 'Somerset'.

Head:  Oh...by the way....you need to ask hubby about hanging that chandy from the medallion in here, too.

Heart:  Oh! I agree!

My husband hasn't a clue that I have these conversations with myself while decorating.

Poor guy....

In the meantime,

you can find me gathering overdyed roses in my living room,

and trying to quiet the little voices in my head...

~  Eucharisteo  ~

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