This was our dining room a long time ago:
It held no furniture for YEARS (but it was a great dance/gymnastics room).
Then we finally filled it up:
And spruced it up a little bit with this molding:
Here is the finished product from one angle:
And here it is from the other direction:
(This is where we have Sunday dinner.)
That wall over yonder is my favorite part. Denise saw these old, rusty window panes at this antique shop and told me I needed them. She has vision. I do not. (I love her.)
Dave's comment when he saw those heavy metal things was that we needed to make sure we were all caught up with our tetanus shots.
But I LOVE how they turned out.
Denise had the idea to put a bunch of dining stuff in each frame, but I could never find enough stuff, so I got foam core board cut to fit in each frame, covered each one with white coarse linen, and stuck in pictures of places we've been (you know how I salivate over traveling the world). We like to talk about those places over Sunday dinner.
And it means something to all of us.
Is it really here?
14 hours ago