It was a quiet morning morning yesterday.
One that was filled with the sound of Christmas music softly playing
the flicker of flames in the fireplace
a warm cup of coffee
and the glow of the Christmas tree twinkling next to me.
I love being up early and enjoying a quiet morning working, creating, dreaming, writing.
I am one of those types of people who would rather forgo sleep
in order to enjoy an extra hour or two of quiet early in the morning.
Especially if I decided to climb out of bed at something like 3 in the morning
to get my day started.
But the reward of having that little bit of extra time to quietly wake up
and get a little bit of work done is worth it.
You see, I am kind of a glutton for punishment.
I am a night owl who loves the solitude that late nights bring
and an early bird who loves getting a head start of my day.
Sometimes I find myself up in the middle of the night thinking and planning
and jotting things down. Like getting a guest room ready for the holidays and
moving that piece here and pairing this pattern with that one.
with a blue floral
and grainsack striped pillows.
With a Christmas tree glowing in the corner
and fresh garland draped on an old green door against the wall.
Maybe fresh wreaths hanging
on the double sliding barn doors to welcome
and a simple pitcher filled with sparse fresh clippings on the chest
for just enough of a cottage charm
A chunky, chunky knit blanket on the bed
for that extra layer of warmth that the chilly nights bring
and maybe just maybe...
a couple of presents that are waiting to be opened too.
This is a large bedroom that is out in the little cottage and
my middle son most recently lived out here before he moved to LA a couple of months ago
I haven't shared it before because well, frankly, it was man cave territory.
Manly posters, weights, a lovely vintage and not in a good way sofa and all the appropriate
teenage boy stuff.
I thought about just how I would decorate this room when he moved but wasn't 100% sure
and so I waited for inspiration to step in.
Which literally happened while I was in Las Vegas at the Furniture Market and found that.bedding.
which I schlepped home with me in my suitcase.
Yes, I guess it's true...
what happened in Vegas- didn't stay in Vegas
I am loving the mix of the ticking with the floral and grain sack stripes
and of course- that sweet fresh garland draped on the headboard just makes my heart swoon.
Big progress happening on a project this week over here- so exciting!
And it's the week before the week of Christmas.
And I have bought all of 5 gifts.
And haven't photographed 2 of the trees yet.
Or the rest of the cottage since it has literally been raining for days
and the lighting has left much to be desired.
On a side note: I think the drought might be over.
A cram packed week for sure with lots to share-
one might even involve a video. Yikes! ;)
I am off to grab another cup of coffee and get moving.
Happy Monday everyone!
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