Have you ever wondered if antiques could talk-
what they would say?
What have they seen through the years
as they sat unassuming in the corner of the room?
Did they see history in the making?
Hear secrets?
Or did they sit and gather dust in an old barn or attic
forgotten and just waiting to be rediscovered?
I admit,
it's a little strange to think about a piece
of furniture and what it may have seen
through it's years.
But this beautiful settee...
well, it just inspired me.
I imagine an old stone house
and a little place to sit for a spot for tea,
for reading a few pages of a good book,
for quiet conversation with a friend.
It sat through the years as the children grew...
as the hours that a young girl spent sitting and chatting with friends
turned to quiet moments with a new love.
I imagine that young woman has just married the love of her life
in the formal gardens at her home.
Tossing her veil and bouquet on that settee
as she left to chase the dreams that
stood just before her.
I imagine that same girl bringing that old worn
little settee home with her to her own living room one day.
For a place to sit with tea & for quiet conversations with her own family.
~
This is one of those pieces that I just fell head over heels for when I saw it.
(okay, that happens A LOT!)
Originally when I found this, I thought I would reupholster it...
The fabric is stringy and worn in places.
The seat cushion- long gone
The wood is dinged up here and there...
&
I love it.
I love the wear and tear and shabby fabric.
I love the old lovebirds in the carvings at the back
and the dainty details at the legs.
Love it. Love it. Love it.
This was a little treasure I found when I purchased that set of
Italian painted furniture on craigslist.
The woman selling the furniture was so sweet and as we sat to chat
we talked about this little dainty settee that was in her sitting area.
Ohh how I wanted it and she was selling it...
but someone already claimed it as theirs.
Keep me in mind, I told her.... Just in case.
A few weeks later, she called me and said if I wanted it
it was mine.
It sits in my daughters bedroom piled with pillows.
Since her 'sitting area' was in the backyard...
I talked my daughter into a few pictures.
She's a bit of a character this girl...
Yes...carnation antennae...
I really don't know where she get's it from
;)
hehehe
Love her and her goofiness!!!
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