the diamond that is
Grace
Yesterday
I included a picture of an old rocking chair.
I've
had her for awhile;
standing
outside, patiently awaiting my inspiration.
Definitely
a 'she'; petite and showing
signs
of her lingering grace that was abundant in her youth.
Hmmm...Grace
seems the perfect name for her!
I knew
from looking at Grace that she had once been
beautiful as well as functional.
Much
of her construction is held with wood pegs.
I
have to admit, that I didn't check out all her nooks & crannies
(One
doesn't look under all the folds of a ladies skirt)
so
can't make any statements to her overall construction.
Either
way, Grace was a glorious piece that had seen better days.
She
had greyed with age,
her wood
was cracked and she'd lost her caning..
The ages
had left Grace as little more than a frame;
a frame
that wouldn't allow her to ever again hold someone in her lap.
Grace
definitely needed a day at the spa!
A good
scrub and a rub down with deep walnut stain
remedied
the dull grey color she had been reduced to wearing.
A little
chicken wire-n-burlap and her lap will
continue
with bountiful purpose as she cradles petunia blooms,
the soft
cascade of lobelia,
and the
promise of future
that
whispers from the little bird nest which snuggles under the foliage.
The jute
lacing accentuates Grace's tall and regal back,
giving
support the the treasure she holds and nurtures.
And she
wears a flower on her lapel,
reminding
us of the beauty she once displayed in her very structure.
Not all
furniture remains furniture
but if we
look closely we may find
the beauty
and 'Grace' they still have to share.
PS~Remember to mark your calendar for:
Vintage Faire,
Enumclaw, WA
July 14th, 10A-eP
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