My blogger friend Marcia wrote a post about where we've been and where we are now and where we fit in. And it made me think about how my tastes have changed. My focus has changed, my life has changed.
I don't have any photos, but when my children were small, I painted. I painted a lot, and tee shirts were my specialty. My children would make fun of me, because everything I saw, I would see the colors and say, "That would look good on a tee shirt." I bought Christmas gifts two years in a row painting tees, thank you very much. But that fad quickly died out.
At that time, I was into my country kitch mode of decor. Our house was pretty rustic, down to the splintery interior walls, so I painted country.
I had a band saw, so there were lots and lots of little wooden country things sitting around and hanging on the walls. This dogwood was one of the last band saw creations I painted.
I couldn't bear to give this one up, so it moved with us to our new home 9 years ago. It's still in my bedroom. I like painting dogwoods and have to restrain myself from doing it all the time.
My former style of decorating. SR is still into it, so this is in his "man cave".
I designed this dresser way back then, and my awesome father created it for me. I can't bear to paint it...yet. Although I might one day, unless one of my children takes it. Please take it... It's so big, but holds so little. I don't know what I was thinking. Still in the country mode I guess.
My tastes have changed as has my life. I no longer live in a rustic home in the deep dark woods. I now live in a little house inside city limits in a different town. Smooth walls, level floors, no floral wallpaper, no splintery walls. This is more my style now.
Oh, there are still some country touches to be found around this place. We all take our past everywhere we go, but for the most part, my style is what I found is called, "American Casual" because I like antiques, but I like traditional and contemporary as well. It's a mix of all I think.
My focus now is mainly on the grandson, and quilting. That being said, Jesus is still Lord of my life, or at least I want Him to be. I don't know if I will ever really give over to Him as I'm supposed to, but the desire is there. I am no longer isolated in the deep woods, but have sort of "come out into the light" of a different world. I have my church, my blogger friends, my children are grown with families of their own, my husband will retire in two years, and life is good. Life is very good.