Good morning Folks ~ I have been working in our bedroom/storage rm., going through things that were filling two huge 6 ft. high by 3 ft. wide by 18 inches deep metal shelf units. Before we took the wall down between two tiny bedrooms to make a larger room, the smallest room was used as storage. So, the bedroom as it is now, still has items in there that don’t really belong in the bedroom. Some things we took down from the attic when my DH reinsulated and laid down a new floor in the attic. Some of this will go back up there, some out to the workshop and some into storage barn elsewhere on the property.
I started one unit on Monday, got it out, (what a job that was by myself, as the thing is very unwieldy), then I worked in storage building barn to get it ready to put this unit in there. It’s there now with some of the items it had held now on the shelves. Still more to go. Yesterday I started going through things on the second shelf unit. Lots of art, some of ours and some we bought at flea markets and yard sales back when we had a retail antique shop, many, many years ago. Some I will keep, some I’ll sell, and some stuff has landed in trash bags. Some had water damages from when we had a leak in that room.
Doing this has made me love my DH even more. He was so artistic, could do so many different things, and he encouraged me too, to create in my own ways. We’ve been pack rats forever, and going through this stuff takes me back years and years ago.
We’ve lived in this tiny cottage since the summer of 1973, which is 40 years ago now. Even though DH is no longer here, I see and feel him everywhere and I miss him so much.
Below are some of the surprises I found on the shelves yesterday.
Pencil drawings from 1972. We were still living in Spain. We were so young.
DH painted several small paintings on velvet, using Spanish wine bottles. He made and distressed the picture frame. Other ones he painted were of daisies and different flowers, I was thrilled to find this one with roses. This is most definitely a keeper. The reflection in the bottle is of our balcony doors in Spain.
This is a pen and ink of our little cottage soon after we moved in. The house was white with mustard yellow shutters and trim.
Here’s another pen and ink drawing. The pitcher is made of oak and has copper bands and handle. We bought it I think for $7 in an antique shop in Spain. This is one of our favorite pieces from our time of living there.
This little painting is a gem to me, I was so happy when I came across this. DH dug this pond by hand. It is no longer there, as we had the pond filled in and built the ‘barn’, storage building in it’s place. The pond was nice while it lasted, but we had a drought and it dried up and then it was not so nice. I still have that iron railing and it is not going to be taken to the scrap yard. I’m saving all artistic iron to use around here in various ways.
I ‘used’ to doodle a LOT as a kid and as a newlywed. We had a picture framing shop 1974-1976 and DH talked me into turning my doodles into artwork and he would frame them and we could hopefully sell them in the shop. I did, he did, and we did. I found these next two pieces in an old watercolor tablet of mine. This one never was colored as you can see, done in 1976. A happy frog.
This one was painted and I had put some sort of glaze over it. I really like this one. I’m still into flowers.
In time, I’ll show you the before and after pics of the bedroom. It’s too embarrassing to show now that’s for dang sure. Right now there is stuff piled everywhere as I go through it all, in the living room, bedroom and kitchen, the place is a wreck, but I am making forward progress. When I get done I hope to have a loving and comfy creative and sleeping area.
Here are 4 - 3 drawer storage units that I turned into 3 - 4 drawer units to bring the height up to where I wanted it for working at. I had an old porcelain table top that I put on top and am happy with the results. I set it up in the kitchen to see how it would look and work first. Each unit has wheels so this thing can be wheeled around if I want. I already moved it into place where the first metal unit had been.
I’ve shed some tears the past few days going through all of this but my love for my dear husband and for God has grown. I am thankful for the 43 years of marriage DH and I had, for the up times and the down times as well, as they are what have made me into the woman that I am and have made me appreciate the love we had so much more. I pray to age gracefully with my heart full of loving memories, and surrounded with the love of my DH and with God’s love and healing strength and presence flowing through and surrounding me as I continue on in this journey. God isn’t finished with me yet.
Thank you all for your love and support. Thank you for following along since I started this blog 5 years ago next month.
Happy living, loving, gardening, creating, cooking, etc. ~ FlowerLady
This mess is a place!
Dust is just a country accent.
God made rainy days (or too hot and humid days) so gardeners could get the housework done.