Now, don't be jealous. I get so envious of all you ladies putting out those fantastic spreads featuring amazing dinnerware and gorgeous linens. Or the gorgeous displays topping mantels, tables and shelves. I have limited horizontal area in my cozy condo, and lots of items vying for any available space. But as I'm arranging my freshly bought foilage and trying to figure where to put it, it occurs to me. This is visual poetry itself, my home life as is. I know, it might not seem much now, the attempt at decorating outplayed by the homework left on the table, all of which is dominated by a kitty who didn't think I was serious when I reminded her that she was not supposed to be on the table. It's raining outside, and she's upset we won't let her back out. Knowing full well that she will be back up there the minute I go upstairs, I let her stay.
She repaid the favor by checking my arrangement for me. Seriously, is this sweetness itself? Now, if I could just keep her from shedding on my placemat, I plan on eating breakfast there in the morning.
I'm linking up with Marty at A Stroll Thru Life for Table Top Tuesday.