Helllloooo Darlin Dears:)
Every house in the south, if you reside on a farm, should have a mud room. When the boys and gals come in covered in all manners of farm goodness, it is the perfect place to remove those particles of clothing before it is tracked into my cottage....it is a barrier of where the dirt begins and ends:) But I wanted to share with you all my Mud Room:)
....This is the Mudroom as a whole:) it changes a lot according to what art I have and what pieces of furniture are not being used as a display for art:)
....This is the stack of books and honey that seems to perpetually stay on my table...I just grab a book as I walk out the door and the honey stays Readily available to me:)
.......& here is the corner:)
.....but of course you can not have a mudroom without a precious scruffy cute puppy to adore it:)
...& the place holder of my boots:)
So now I also present to you, cute captures of the notorious Rosie and my walk way on the side of the house:)
Ooohhh....& here is one of my favorite Anthropologie finds....i think they should sponsor me actually:)
...& while we are at it, some shots of my laundry line:) My slip, my dress and the classic borrowed flannel shirt...
Last but not least, here...my loves...is the bike i just restored and put back together..if you can find me a good vintage metal basket for the front, I would love you forever (not that i already do not)....it was in 4 or 5 pieces in the old metal barn...this is a very old Schwinn from the 50's...early 50's... I am proud of it so far..there is more to come:)
Well....that was fun....wish me luck on the morrow..i shall be searching for a cheap belt sander:) I need to create:)!!
Cheers, Beards & my good old Schwinn
Miss Samantha Joelle Honey Lamb