I work for a realtor who does some home flipping. I went to see the most recent home and loved it, he got a real diamond in the rough. While we were going through I looked out the back door and saw a bed frame in the garden. I asked and it was mine! There was a lot of snow, so I had to wait for some melting before I could see it up close.
After some melting, I dug it out of the snow and lugged it to the garage. It needs a cleaning. When I first thought of it I envisioned it in the garden with sweet pea's climbing up. When I got up close my thoughts turned to making a rustic daybed, which I don't really have any room for. It's missing the finials, which I could probably replace.
I don't have a bed frame base, but I can probably get on that too.
What I loved about it is the rustic details.
It's blue, which I could work with.
(blue crown jar filled with shells and brain coral, collected with my little girl. Well..... when she was little. Now she's 15 with pink hair. She's my very own Easter chick)
I dream of blue & white linens on a daybed and a great afternoon nap.
Until next time,