Sweet Dreams

A bedroom that hadn't been decorated for thirty years, since her boy was a baby.
A bedroom where she didn't even want to sleep.
Transformed.
A picture in her minds eye now a reality.
                                                                                            

To sleep with the colour of Elephant's Breath on the walls.

Crisp white bedlinen.

The sparkle of crystal moved by a breeze from the window.

An old wooden floor painted white.

Peace.

Sweet dreams Liz.

May I have the next dance?

How many girls sat at the side of the ballroom, dance card and pencil in hand waiting for that question?

Eight little pencils, that once held the possibility of an enchanted evening.

New Treasure

I visited one of my favourite antiques fairs today, these are a few of the things that called to me as I passed by.

Keep a look out for them in my Etsy Emporium, I hope I will be listing them towards the end of the week.