Chronicling the hodgepodge, the salmagundi, the strange brew of everyday life.
Friday, December 23, 2011
Second Verse . . .
. . . slightly different from the first. Our dining room table, cleared of the wrapping materials of last night and ready for our dinner party tonight. We're not hosting Christmas anything this year, so it's nice to think that at least our friends will get to enjoy our Christmas decorations.
Also - the plaid tablecloth and the silver candlesticks belonged to my mum's mother, who lived in this house for forty-three years. I love that.