…..Into the future. Do you remember that Steve Miller song? Well, time is on our mind this week here at The 2 Seasons. Today is Jordan’s birthday, my birthday is Wednesday, and our blog turns two years old. And if that isn’t enough, I just made a time-related decorating change this week-end. So let’s get started…. Time is
Happy Birthday, Jordan. You have been the perfect daughter and friend for the past 33 years, and I am privileged to be your mother. I cherish every minute we spend together, spend on the phone, and spend on Skype. You’ve made your mama (and daddy) proud!!!
As much as I love this old phone and my grandmother’s slate that have graced this wall in our kitchen for the past year and a half, I decided it was time (there’s that word again) to mix things up and add some color.
I bought this clock, which measures 36 inches in diameter, with some Christmas cash I received from my mother and mother-in-law, and Mr. Autumn hung it for me.
Isn’t he cute here working away on the project?
This clock isn’t old, but the distressed metal makes it appear to be used and worn.
I love the way Bob and Cortney Novogratz squeeze large objects into not so large spaces. So, I knew hanging this clock on a 41 inch wall would be okay. Plus, it balances out Lulubelle, whose canvas is 36 inches square.
Also, the clock’s finish and Lulubelle’s background color work. They play together well.
We transferred the phone and slate to a small wall beside the entrance to the pantry. I just have to remember it so I won’t constantly have a black eye from walking into it. Mr. Autumn said it can always be moved to another wall. Since I am the one who enters the pantry 99.99 per cent of the time, no one else should be affected by it.
While I was shooting the new clock, I decided to take some new photos of the kitchen. While you’re here, take a look. These are my very old stained glass herbal plaques.
The copper hanging on the built-in hutch…..
canoe dough bowl……
The red bubblegum machine and Marie Bee……
And the peninsula.
No matter which part of the kitchen I am in, I can look up and read this writing on the clock and pretend I’m in Paris.
Be sure to stop by tomorrow. Jordan and I are having birthdays, but you get the present. We have a give-away planned.