These windows are like a dream. The weathered white paint and the cranberry red shutters. My children's faces peering through the lace curtains and playing in the front yard both in their imaginary world. I can't stop thinking about them.
That, and this worn white vintage cotton children's dress with lace borders and edging I saw at an antiques store yesterday.
The things that haunt the mind.
1 comment:
Oooh, they are nice! I dream about living in an old house someday. Of putting my painting table up against a window just like those and looking out at the world as I paint. Thanks for coming by my Ma Ingalls blog! I'm always so happy to find other Little House lovin' folks :) its fun to look at those things with a grown up mama perspective.
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