It has been a dreary, wet and cold weekend
with heavy clouds hanging low.
Some days are like that,
but I am choosing to
know that there is
sunshine after rain.
I had to get out of the house
so I did a little browsing
at the flea market.
I needed an extra chair
during the holidays
so I went in search for one
at a cheap price.
I found the wooden straight
chair with a cane bottom
I had a friend to refinish this great piece
to add in front of an old door.
I could have done it for less,
but just haven't been in the mood for painting.
It was done with Annie Sloan paint.
While I like the little space,
I felt that something was missing.
I found this great mirror
with pretty etching
and the heavy patina that I love
for only $8.
It is OLD so well worth the price!
I loved the mirror on the old door
and the gray table popped
again the otherwise too-light room.
I recently started collecting old clocks.
None of these work and I'm glad.
The ticking of the wind up ones
keep me awake.
Time is drawing nigh
for this year.
I look forward to a new year,
with new hope and promise.
Happy New Year,
I thought of parts of a poem by Annie Johnson Flint
that will carry me through the cloudy days.
God hath not promised skies always blue
Flower-strewn pathways all our lives through.
God hath not promised sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow, peace without pain.
But God hath promised, strength for the day,
Rest for the laborer, light for the way,
Grace for the trials, help from above,
Unfailing sympathy, undying love.
Aren't you glad?