Have I formally announced how much I love fall? I love the crispness in the air more than anything. It makes me feel alive. I love the changing of the leaves. It adds romance to the air. It serves as a reminder of change. Summer feels too much like the same day everyday, but you can see the change in the world when fall arrives. The days get shorter. The bugs are gone. The leaves change colors. It was always my favorite time of the year to ride horses. I could enjoy the view and the company. I could enjoy the sound of the leaves crackling underfoot. It makes more sense during this time of the year and through the winter to light candles and enjoy not only its scent but its light. And I enjoy hot drinks more. More tea, more hot chocolate, and- dare I say it?- more coffee.
This living room just has me dreaming of the countryside. This room looks like you could be in practically any country in the world- Montana, California, England, France, Italy. I could go on. It’s a very romantic room filled to the brink with nature. As you can see in these pictures, at least one cat and one dog are allowed on the furniture. That indicates nothing is too precious to get in the way of living life. The wooden ceilings are to die for! There’s also pictures of plants along the fire place and the pendant lighting looks to be rattan. I am in love with the detailing of the mirror to the far left. I love the driftwood console table behind the couch. And the books! I would consider myself lucky if I could just have a little library big enough to fill in these shelves.
The Bentwood Rocker is one of the most easily recognized furniture. Created by Micheal Thonet, there is nothing sharp about this rocking chair. It has a beautiful swirly curved design to it and rocks very nicely. The seat and backing are versatile, but originally started out with cane.
So, I know this post is a little late, what with it being called “September Finds” and all, but the monthly round ups are one of my favorite series. I couldn’t let this one go.
Temperatures might be plummeting this month, but it’s not quite cool enough to bring myself to get my faux fur throw out of the closet. However, what I have brought myself to do is book a cabin in the mountains for a weekend. I still have a little bit of time in front of me to do some research for things to do, specifically in Bryson City, NC. If you’ve been, let me know what you enjoyed. Cherokee might be nearby, but I can’t be bothered with the casinos as I never win anything. The year I turned 18, I bought lottery tickers every other week or so and never won a thing. I realized from that point on that it’s just not where my luck’s at, so I quit wasting my money on it. Who knows, though? Maybe in 20 years, I’ll feel super lucky enough one day to give it another try.
It was not until I started looking for bar stools of my own that I had noticed that bar stool are not typically used to make a statement, but rather to blend in to allow the kitchen as a whole to be the star of the show. Originally, I wanted my stools to be unique or to have pattern or pops of color, but upon further study, I realized that would have been distracting and even more so, given its location in my apartment.