A Lovely Bedroom

At the top of our tiny town home through the French Doors is our tiny town home bedroom.

A place to rest at the end of a day. Aaaahhh. Fluff the pillows and snuggle down with a good book — or a good magazine with good pictures .

The ottoman and little bench to the left are make shift stairs for our old lady kitty.

Poor sweety has a tough time jumping up to her favorite place to clean herself and nap — the bed. A tip: be sure to move such an innovation before sleep so as not to do a Dick Van Dyke tumble in the middle of the night.

The quilt – and I use that term loosely — was made by moi about ten years ago. It is the first and last quilt I’ve ever made. As you can see it never quite got quilted. Lucky that it ever got to this stage — batting and a backing. Oh how I bow to the real quilters of the world.

Draped over the end of the bed, it serves as a soft place for old lady kitty AND protects the high priced comforter from old lady kitty hair.

Vintage Peters prints that, yes, were in my booth at American Classics once upon a time. The tags are still on these and they may one day be back in the antique mall.

The exquisite needle-pointed rose cushion, however, is mine. Mine, mine, mine. Love the colors. Love the delicate combination of needlepoint and petit-point. Love that it was only $8 at a thrift shop.

Straight off the bolt and simply knotted onto the doors, the lace came from my mother’s sewing room stash. She gave up sewing and her stash became my stash. Some quilting fabric is listed on Etsy — with more to come in the future.