Yup. We live in a 100 year old house and we have no fireplace. How is that possible? Now, we have an old unfunctioning chimney, just no fireplace. It’s OK, house, I still love you.
I decided I still needed something mantle-ish to accommodate my decorating needs, so Chris built me a little something.
The top is reclaimed barn wood and the legs are old 2 by 4s that Chris took out of the wall upstairs when we was re-studding Kennedy’s closet.
I’m not quite done decorating it yet, but I’m sharing it anyway. I wanted to get some hay and maybe a big mum for underneath it, but I then I didn’t. Such is life.
The weather-vane was at the house already when we got here. I just brought it inside and gave it clear spray to seal it up.
Chris picked up the white shutter thingy for me the other day, just cause. It’s actually a mirror inside the doors, but he thought it would look good on my fantle and he knows I like shutters. Don’t hate.
Leaves from our trees.
A dollar store pumpkin, spray painted white with a yarn-wrapped stem.
Our walls are really terrible and all need to be replaced anyway, so why not nail in some branches and see how it looks?
And there you have it!
