I'm feeling it. It is Friday and it is sunny and beautiful! When is summer coming? I am getting antsy to feel the sand between my toes. The ocean is so beautiful and inspiring. Look at the range of colors! Remember when you were in kindergarten and drew an ocean in the "blue" Crayola crayon? Let me tell you, there is no one color!
Then I see my little niche by the front door. OK, I should be dreaming bigger. A spacious foyer? No, I still think I like a little niche where I can put a fabulous piece of furniture that is the color of beach sand and a gi-normous clam shell on top. Maybe I will fill it with colored floats...
These old floats will do the trick. They will bring the ocean indoors. All of the floats will be used; some with little stings still attached, maybe a little water still inside. I actually have one that has water in it. I always wonder where the water came from! Then, I can stare at them and wonder where the floats have bobbed around in their life time.
After pondering the life of the floats, I will open walk over to my little antique apothecary chest and start opening drawers. I will pull out sunglasses in the top row of drawers- #1 will have the sunglasses for those really bright days, grab some flip flops that will be in the second row of drawers, then get some clear swim goggles from the third row.
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Oh my gosh, it looks like my husband got home early and painted the insides of the display niches. (I can hear you roaring with laughter! Who's husband would do that!?!) The coral collection pops off the wall with new paint. He did a fabulous job!!
I must stop by my living room to see my shell collection. Now you can see where I used the paint the first time. At night, the lights make the shells glow.
Did I mention how clean my house will be? I will not be having children skateboarding back and forth down the hallway like I do now. I understand the kitchen is at least 10 feet away and it is too tiring to walk, but in this house skateboards inside will be banned! That goes for rollerblades, razors and bikes, too.
Oh, I almost forgot, the creamy white walls and white furniture are really only meant to be looked at. No, I will have everything slip covered so we can walk in with our sandy feet and dirty bathing suits and throw the soiled slipcovers in the washer with a gallon of bleach.
There is nothing like dreaming!! Have a fabulous weekend and hope you get down to the beach. Unless your dream house is somewhere else. Where is it?