There's something so simply charming about little wooden houses. Maybe they draw us back to childhood - to imaginative play: dollhouses filled with happy little figures, long hours with endless possibilities - back when life seemed simpler.
A few weeks back I found this little cookie jar for $3 at my local thrift store and thought it was kind of cute.
The other day I got the urge to make a Reformation door mat. So I did.
From the moment we bought our house 5 years ago, I knew that I would repaint the shutters. They were burgundy against red brick...