Aren't those sheets just the cutest? I got them years ago from Garnet Hill. I have never seen them since. I put them on my bed every Thanksgiving. Reminds me of Grandma Moses. The oak tree sits right outside my bedroom window and at Thanksgiving it turns the color of gold. I wait for it all year..the way the early morning sun coming up over Terrace Hill catches the light on the leaves just right. The little wood stove is called "Squirrel" because on both sides it has squirrels.It is so cozy when John makes me a fire in it upstairs at night...while the cold winds blow through the old oak tree. The little ladies rocker is from Castine, Maine. It used to sit in the Castine Inn. Life is very strange...I got the rocker many many years ago, and by chance I have become friends with the lady who ran the Castine Inn. She now lives in Santa Barbara...about an hour and 15 minutes south of me here in San Luis Obispo. Julie and I were lucky enough to stay at The Castine Inn when we went to New England. I wonder if they have room for us at the inn this year for Thanksgiving?
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The sheets are the cutest!
ReplyDeleteWith rain expected tomorrow here, those sheets will be just the thing on a stormy night.
ReplyDeleteThe Castine Inn with that wonderful Blue dining room and that old woodsy bar.
Too bad its three thousand miles, course if we left Monday, we might make it in time for supper.
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donkey in the pines
I can gas up the car and be packed to go....
ReplyDeletecharming prints!
ReplyDeletebeautiful light in that space as well~
Love those linens! Yup, visions of drumsticks are definitely what we are having around here right now. I love having the family together for this holiday.
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