Friday, November 20, 2015

#689 Where does light come from?

Light comes from family and friends.

And that includes the lamps in our bungalow.

In August, we wrote about our two gently used chandeliers found by our friend Matthew at the Charlottesville Habitat Store.  We love them to pieces and they hang in our two front rooms.
And now we have received three more antique lamps for our bungalow.  These come from our Uncle Bob in Texas who has a bursting-at-the-seams shop where he stores his flea market finds. 

The first gift from Uncle Bob is a lamp much like Matthew's chandeliers.  It has the same geometric form with four square horizontal arms each supporting a glass shade.  But the shades on Uncle Bob's lamp are hand-painted.  You can see two of the shades in the photo below.  We have the third shade and are looking for a fourth.  Once we find a 3-1/4" fitter with a similar shade, we will ask a local artist to paint a matching scene.  
The second gift of light from Uncle Bob is in the style of a medieval gothic chandelier of hammered and riveted metal that appears more handmade and less industrial.  We love it and it hangs in our library.  
And last but not least, or maybe it is the least, the lamp below is installed in an upstairs bedroom that is still awaiting renovation. Our plans are to remove that ceiling and improve the background for that beautiful lamp.    

Yours bathed in light,
Mary

Sunday, November 15, 2015

#688 Wood Splitting for Relaxation

When Kelly wants to take a day off from home renovation projects, he likes to relax.

A couple of decades ago, Kelly and I were relaxing at the Peterson Lake Cabin in Alaska's Tongass National Forest, the country's largest national forest.
And before our relaxing was over, Kelly had filled the wood bin.
Again about a decade ago, Kelly and I were relaxing with friends in a much more comfy cabin at Minnesota's beautiful Ten Mile Lake.
Before our departure, the wood pile was high.   
 Again this weekend, Kelly relaxed with some good wood splitting.  Ahh. 





Yours in watching Kelly relax,
Mary