It's what used to be called a "country kitchen"...small kitchen and small eating area (breakfast room) next to it.
But, I found a vintage toy cart at the antique mall the other day, and decided to put it on the kitchen island.
It's all metal, except for the tongue. The little tree and the burlap scrap came with it.
I had seen it the week before and didn't get it, but when I went back, it was waiting for me. I couldn't just leave it there, could I? :)
I used an old wooden spool for a candle stick, and made a rosemary wreath to go around the base of the candle. I switched out the plates on the wall to more Christmasy ones.
Then, I was moving things around and...
I'm such a klutz!....I set my Christmas mug on the corner of the breakfast table...
...it fell off, hit the floor and...broke!!!...Oh! Grinch!!
After I mopped up the mess, I started thinking about the
Amaryllis I bought Saturday.
Here's the Amaryllis...poor thing. Isn't it pitiful? Hopefully, it'll straighten up, and I can put it in a prettier pot.
This is one of those Amaryllis sold at Wally World, so I have no idea how it will do. Hopefully, it will be red, since that's what the box said.
Well, here are a couple of miscellaneous photos from around the house...
Clementines from the grocery store--they call them Cuties, but aren't they just seedless Tangerines? I don't know. They taste and look like Tangerines. I'm so confused.
A really vintage stocking. It was mine when I was little. I added the jute bow to cover a place where the hanging loop ripped away. Guess it was worn out from getting all those
On the back of the front door, I did a quick remake of my Thanksgiving basket, using a tartan scarf from the thrift store and an almost vintage Merry Christmas sign.
That's all I have for now, but I'm working on one or two other vignettes.
I know y'all must be finished with your decorating and in the kitchen right now, baking loads of Christmas cookies. Right?
I haven't even thought of baking cookies yet. They'd probably all be eaten by Christmas anyway, if I made them now. Hubby never met a cookie he didn't like.
So what's going on at your house?