The Florida house is slowly emerging. I'm a great believer in letting a house tell you what it needs. Even though this one keeps telling me it needs mirrors and dressers and lamps and things, I haven't found what I want yet in a second hand store. Eventually, the perfect things will pop up and fill in the gaps.
I did find this lovely old Persian rug...14' long and 4' wide. It found it's home in the master bedroom along with a curly-wurly iron candlestick.
My nephew and cousins left yesterday after a whirlwind of 4 days. My brother and his partner leave today. Delightful neighbors came for drinks yesterday bearing a handmade (by him) cheeseboard...We've beached it, had breakfast at the old hotel, dinner in the courtyard of Pia's in Gulfport, jetski'd, walked, outlet mall shopped and been to the Chuhuly museum. And talked until we are exhausted. Feels like I am catching up on the 50 years I missed with my cousin. For those of you who are recent followers, I found my father's family 56 years after he left them.
And my cousin and I keep discovering we are so alike...little things we keep saying or doing...it's uncanny.