Summer Threads

Time flies.

Days pass.

Hours slide by beneath an azure sky.

Summer shines in her fragrant beauty.

Peonies to cut and arrange

as their sweetness fills the air.

Blush pink roses wait for me on the workbench in my studio.

Sweet scented stock pose gracefully on the mantel.

Treasures discovered while antiquing at a new shoppe in a nearby village.

I pour my soul into new dream catchers.

Pink & aqua

"Lavender fields"

Another day kisses farewell

as the sun begins to set once again.

Content with accomplishments this summer week.

Dreams of what tomorrow will bring...

God has woven each one of us 

into a quilt of the world. 

Each thread a uniform part, 

and yet, also a unique individual. 

Alone, we lack structure, 

but together beauty is created. 

By the way He connects us, 

our lives are determined. 

He is our compass needle 

and we, His threads of life. 

~ by Hidden Poet

~  Sweet Summer Blessings  ~

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Little Pink Table

I have a "thing" for pink.

I also have a "thing" for pink and chippy.

Put them together 

and

I...am...in...pig pink...heaven.

So, when I wandered by this adorable vintage table at the antique market last month,

I stopped mid-stride.

(If you've ever shopped with me, you know that I do that quite often.)

Causing people behind me ram into each other like dominoes because of my sudden stops

is a very normal occurrence in my life ~ 

especially when treasure hunting.

(Unless, of course, I'm diving headfirst toward something, and that's whole 'nother story.)

As I deliriously walked around and around this little, pink chippy sweetness, 

she was singing my name ~ loud and clear.

She needed me and I needed her.

We were meant to be together.

I needed to see that perfect chippiness in Heaven's Walk.

So, while the throng of scattered people behind me picked themselves up off the ground...

(Hmmm...I can see this as a great diversion tactic in the future....)

I decided that I just had to take her home with me

(despite the fact of some unsuccessful bartering.)

She was covered haphazardly in original chipped, distressed layers of a delicious pale pink and creamy white
over a layer of vintage green.
She had knots, cracks, worn corners, and splits.
Perfect imperfection in my world.

Upon my arrival at home, and after giving her a good scrubbing,
I lugged the round, grey wicker table...
(see her there in the corner?)

out to a new home on the front porch.

and introduced Little Prairie Pink Table to her new one.

She looked like she had always belonged there.

*Sigh*

When I placed the vintage rose pitcher on her 

(that also found a new home with me),

and filled it with stock in the most beautiful pale lavender color ~

a soft, quiet vignette bloomed in front of me.

Silver hearts: RASCC

Vintage lilac millinery crown: Rachel Pallas

Can you spell  L.O.V.E....?

Yep.
I love you,
sweet little chippy pink table.

~  Chippy, Pink Blessings  ~

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