I walked into the house from a dreary winter landscape and decided that I needed some color in my life. I went to the closet and got some red velvet ribbon and made a bow tie for my kitchen rooster. He looked so fetching that the next day I replaced all my throw rugs with fluffy blue ones.
Last night I ordered a blue, olive and purple striped denim bed spread for our bed. I can hardly wait.

My bedroom has always been my retreat until it was invaded by husbands and children. My children and grandchildren love to pile up in the middle of my king sized bed. China laid claim to it when she was a tiny kitten and now that she is an old lady cat, she seldom leaves it. Rex makes many attempts to jump on it but he is severely rebuffed. I am hoping that a sturdy denim bedspread will accommodate us all and that the brilliant color will not soil easily.

I have relinquished my dream of having a feminine bower but the trade off isn't bad. I relish the company,