I washed and ironed this pillow cover my Zimbabwean friend gave me.
A small gift (easy to pack). But, precious. Unique.
A visual reminder of Noki.
Barely visible in the upper background is a matelassé bedspread.
I’d never heard of matelassé before reading it on Ann Voskamp’s blog,
I think it was one of her 1,000 gifts.
It has a vintage look, reminds me of something a grandma would have.
I bought one, and I always think of Ann V. when I make up the bed in our guest room.
Saying matelassé (maht-luh-sey) is très bien!
After a vacation with my brother’s family at the beach, I was inspired to transform my tiny half bath using an ocean motif. For years, Trader Joe’s Next to Godliness was both soap and dispenser. Noticing how grubby it had become, I replaced it. This makes my mouth go all horizontal.
Above it is this handcrafted gift from my friend, Valerie. That’s a bouquet of French knots. You can’t buy this at the local box store. A cheerful reminder of our friendship.
Trifles, but treasures. It’s the little things!
I love trifles. Yours included.
Lovely! I just purchased a white matelassé spread for our guest room— haven’t even had the chance to take it out if the package yet.
Love every bit of this! And the French knot stitchery is stunning!
Finding joy in the little things is a blessing. This morning we watched the sun come up and saw the fingernail moon, the planet Venus and in the foreground a bat switching back and forth across the sky in a lazy eight catching mosquitoes. Precious moments! love and prayers, jep