I know it is spring and a time of color and pastels, but in my dining room, I will always have a place in my heart for the shades of cream and brown. I love the muted colors of primitives. The warmth and down home feeling of old crocks and dishware. No matter the season, I will always have my browns.
Stacked boxes are a favorite. They top an old piano that was used and abused by my husband's grandfather. He always left his coffee cups sans coasters and it still bares the rings. I just hide them with things.
Crocks and a jug found at the thrift store.
This lovely was a gift from my mother in law last Christmas.
This was always on my grandmother's dresser. She had very little, a woman of simple means, so I am happy that I have a few reminders of hers.
Transferware. I am always on the hunt for more.
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