... which is where my little owl, a gift from my brother, lives. I love the bathroom but I always feel happy when I look at my funny little owl.
On the other side of the bed is one of the best parts of this old place: the balcony. It gets the most glorious morning sun and I relish the time I spend out there each morning as I do my stretches. It's the most peaceful place I've come across in a long time.
Back inside now. I've dressed up our living space by splurging on a pile of cushions. Do you read Faux Fuchsia? I just discovered her blog a few weeks ago and I am obsessed! If you read FF, you'll know that she would never knowingly under-cushion. Devil's work, apparently. I knew I had been an under-cushioner for far too long and enough was enough: I had to bring our barren sofa to life. I bought all of these from West Elm. Do you think it is cushioned adequately?
I personally love the chandelier that hangs in the kitchen/dining space. There's another identical one in the stairwell but I'm going to need to give it a good dusting so it looks as shiny as this one. I don't think I could confidently choose a chandelier for any home so I am glad that this part of the decorating was done already.
I had a number of framed photos in storage and finally had the chance to display them again. Over time, I hope to get a lot more printed and framed to go up on the walls. That gorgeous bride in the frame on the right is my mum. Did you recognise me in the picture with the birthday candles?
Stepping out the back and this is where the dogs spend most of their day running amok. I've had to sweep out here every second day because they climb into the garden beds, pulling out dead leaves and seed pods to chew up and scatter all over the ground. Thankfully they haven't touched the herb garden that I am so grateful to the previous owners for! The other night I used some rosemary to cook with our lamb cutlets; tonight I will be using the parsley for my stuffed mushrooms.
... And that's about it for now. The rest of the house is a bit cluttered at the minute so I won't do a full "house special" for now. We really want to paint the walls and give some of the rooms a little makeover as soon as we can. I can tell James is getting obsessed with the idea too. Often the house goes silent for a while and I call out for him only to find he has been at the other end of the house thinking deeply about such things as skirting boards and painting. I laugh as I type this because I just got a text from him asking if I would be interested in going to the hardware store late tonight. Too cute :-)