Well, this little buoy bird is back on her buoy; home sweet home. I had a great, relaxing week in the country, but as we all know, there is nothing quite like getting home to your own bed, your own pets, and your own day to day. Only thing is, I couldn’t get back to my day to day today (whoa.). I woke up with an awful bug this morning, so home I stayed. You’ll have to excuse me if I’m a little lack luster today. However, that doesn’t mean I can’t *finally* start to show you MY HOME!
While I was taking the Blogging Your Way e-course through decor8, I was encouraged to try out weekly or monthly columns on my blog. So I tried to think of what content I would always have to write about, and it came to me: roadside finds! The topic has already made up two of my current ten posts, so why not take that as a jumping off point and go from there. So, on every second Monday you can drop by to catch a glimpse at one of my trash-turned-treasure finds/creations, and see how it’s used to brighten up our home here at 406.
And how’s about this for brightening up!? I found this rod iron chandelier on the side of my own street about 2 years ago while I was on my way to the Style at Home Show. I was heading to the show with hopes of inspiration, but inspiration found me before I was even to the bottom of the street. The cobwebs that covered this old chandelier gave me the idea to use it in my upcoming Halloween decor, if for nothing else. I got it home, wired it up to a old extension cord, and sure enough it worked! After its stint on our front porch in the Halloween House of 2008 (photo on the left), it quickly replaced the UGLY florescent lighting that was origianlly in our kitchen, and there it has stayed. The photo on the right shows the chandelier’s spookier side as featured in Halloween the following year.
Since then, it has received a bit of a face-lift via chandelier shades from Home Depot, and it gets quite gussied up come Christmas, each ‘candle’ with its very own wreath of twigs and berries (I tried in vain to find a picture of this; I’ll be sure to snap some this year).
There was a point in time that this beauty almost got a slick of white paint, but following Jeff’s better judgment, I held off, and I think for the better. I’m a gal who loves her some white, but there is something so country about the black/brown mix of the old iron; it really brings a homeiness to our otherwise city kitchen. Even when I do get the urge to ‘just see’ what it would look like in a shade of white, all I have to do is bring in a tie-breaking judge.
The Lady has spoken.