I've had this photo in my library of favorite paint colors for awhile. I'm sorry, I can't remember where the picture originated. I love the color used to paint this small apothecary cabinet.
I've been searching through the paint swatches to see if I can spot this one. It's hard to tell from pictures really what color something is, but I'm thinking it might be close to this. It appears from the picture to have a hint of green. At least I think it does. What do you think? Maybe a hair too much green, but just a hair.
I can't wait to show you my new cottage wallpaper steps! They look so different from before. Still painting...I stayed up late last night to finish the last step. I do have some concerns but I'll share them later when I post the steps.
A small package arrived in the mail yesterday. It was from my Aunt Glenna. She sent me a packet of spring seeds and some copies of magazine articles she had written about growing up on the farm with her sister, my mom. I had been painting all day when the package arrived. It was a welcome joy to stop, rest and read her letter and the soul fulfilling articles. She sent me a seed packet of these. I can't wait to plant them! Thanks Aunt Glenna for always being so caring and sharing. I'd like to share a few of Aunt Glennas inserts from the articles.
by Glenna James, my aunt
I planted a moon-flower vine with seeds from a prickly pod my sister saved for me that I carefully treasured and protected all winter in a paper bag. I have childhood memories of that magnificent vine trailing up the southeast corner of the porch. Heaven must smell like the moon-flower vine. My sister and I used to wait each evening with bated breath to watch the moon-flowers open. Later, when we were older, a good night kiss while standing by the moon-flower vine at the front porch, made the night (or the young man maybe) just that much more romantic.
I loved this article about old cellars.
In late April my sister Alice and I worked in the cellar on our accumulations of wood violets, lilac branches, snowball blooms and perhaps a few intensely fragrant wild plum blossoms we would save a day or so in jars of well water for May 1. We wove strips of brown construction paper or folded green paper into cup size baskets, twisted on pipe cleaner handles and filled the dainty holders with blossoms to distribute to neighbor's doors in celebration of May Day.
I'm yearning for spring that much more after reading the inserts, aren't you?
Enjoy caring and sharing spring days.
Warmly,
Jill 00 (two hugs are better than one)
