a little something something

Did a little front porch rearranging recently.

(I like to shift what I already own so I trick myself into thinking I have something different than I had before.)

I had Kevin draw an artsy chalkboard sign for me.

I strung it up with a swath of red burlap.

I grabbed an old favorite hand-me-down enamel basin, a star crafted by my mom from tobacco sticks from the farm, a collection of shells from our beach trips, a wooden pulley, fresh flowers in a Coke bottle and a small bar of soap.

Added a broken down chair that’s been around our house for a decade.  (Kevin said I needed to toss it out – it is completely unusable.  And he’s almost right – unusable as a seat, but quite usable as a decoration.)

Topped it with an old Coke crate that appeared in a previous life on the cake table at our wedding.

And stepped back to admire the arrangement.

I think it’d be cute to have a green plant growing in the Coke crate.

The biggest fan of the wash station currently is Otto.

And me.