I can’t decide if I’m entirely happy with this decoupage project, where I decoupaged the insides of the doors of this cabinet.
But I’m going to leave it as it is I think. Because it would be whole other project to take off the vintage images I decoupaged.
It is my style, the images I found. I like the colors. I guess it’s a keeper.
Believe it or not, this is about as uncluttered as I can get this room. There’s only so much space in this little house. I purged and tossed and moved things to the shed. Still this craft room/office looks cluttered to me.
I’m really enjoying sitting here doing projects where I can look out the window and watch the birds and squirrels and nature. I open the table out and then I have plenty of room to glue and cut and sew and work on projects.
I haven’t sewed anything in a long time. It’s painful for my ankle to push the foot pedal. Still, I love my two little vintage Singer Featherweights and plan to keep them. Maybe my granddaughter will want them some day.
I have a feeling someone’s going to be in that button jar tonight. Because it looks like I’m babysitting the grands. My granddaughter loves buttons. She likes to pick out the various colors and line them up on the table surface.
It’s another gray day outside. Mr. Squirrel has been digging around in my plant pots. I suppose he’s putting his bounty away for winter. There seems to be more of an urgency when the air gets a bit nippy outside.
Nature’s creatures know what they have to do to take care of themselves through the various seasons.
I admire their instincts. Too bad people don’t have the same mechanism in their brains. A true and logical survival instinct that supercedes all else.