To date, it is the only thing worth swooning over in this room. I have yet to buy book shelves or lamps or end tables or art or ANYTHING to make this room a habitable place. All in good time.
In knitting news, the world has been a mightly desolate place. I have knit approximately 30 minutes worth in the past month. It's shameful. I've been in such a funk since moving in the house and the thought of picking up my sticks and paying attention to something has been too much for my brain to handle. I don't know why I'm being so dramatic about this move. I should be elated that I have this beautiful new home with so many design possibilities. Day by day I'm starting to settle in a little more. I gave myself a kick in the arse yesterday and decided that I'm being a big baby and need to enjoy this transition in my life. There. Drama over. It's that easy, right?
To celebrate this newfound optimisim, here are a few pictures of my favourite place....my back garden.