Showing posts with label Chandelier. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chandelier. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 8, 2019

Venice Again - Day 3

Somehow, our morning eggs taste a little better while sitting under Murano chandeliers.


Today was a busy one.  We visited the Accademia on our last trip, but I really needed another look.


Standing in front of The Feast in the House of Levin by Veronese (18.21 ft. by 42.98 ft.).  Originally titled The Last Supper, the Inquisition accused the painter of irreverence, indecorum and heresy, and demanded that he make changes to the painting.  Instead, Veronese simply changed the title.


Sala di Capitolo, Gallerie dell'Accademia di Venezia . . .


The ceiling is covered in gilded cherubs, each with a slightly different face.


Then back at Piazza San Marco for a bite to eat at Caffè Florian.  The food is delivered covered in these metallic mesh domes, to protect it from the pigeons.


We walked all over . . .


Until it was late, and even the gondole were covered up . . .


And ended up at the terrace in our hotel . . .


With the great view of Santa Maria della Salute.


In gratitude for the deliverance of the city from the Plague, the city of Venice built and dedicated this church to the Our Lady of Health.


We enjoyed some cappuccinos — how very American of us!  Italians wouldn't dream of having a cappuccino at any time except breakfast!  We also noticed that whenever you order coffee anywhere in Italy, it always comes with a few cookies.  It's such a charming, hospitable touch!


“Ah, che luna — oh, che nare
With such a moon and such a sea
And you and me

I get so dizzy when you're standing near
It's not the music that you hear
My heart is beating like a jungle drum

Let's take the minutes as they speed away
And hope it's true what people say:
When you're in love tomorrow never comes.”
                                — Frank Sinatra

Friday, January 23, 2015

In a Sturbridge State of Mind . . .

Won't you join me on this wintery day for a little catalogue shopping?


I've been receiving the Sturbridge Yankee Workshop catalogue for years and years, and, this latest copy didn't disappoint.  So many pretty things!  If you don't have a hard copy, you can always let your iPad do the walking and visit the Sturbridge website.  C'mon!  Let's browse!


These awesome ladderback chairs are still offered on the catalogue, and they're on sale!  They look a little bit like my kitchen chairs!  In fact, I remember that these were the inspiration for the ones I ultimately bought.


Except I think I like mine better.  The seats are wider and more comfortable . . .


See the decorative grooves on the finials?  I love those extra touches!


Reds can be found all over my house from December through Valentine's Day. Certainly, January needs a pop of color, don't you think?


Beyond that, I'm mad for plaid!  I love these darling lamp shades on page 8 of the catalogue.


Wouldn't they look fabulous on the Dining Room chandelier?  I'm really fond of the red ones we use during the Christmas season, but it would be nice to have a different set for variety . . .


This Bunny Pillow is simply charming!  I adore bunnies!


I'm not usually into faux flowers, but I'd make an exception for this Fern and Grapevine Wreath . . . and I know just where I would hang it!


But before Easter, we have Valentine's Day, and these stained glass hearts would gladen mine if they appeared dangling from my kitchen window . . .


What an irresistible collection!  Will I succumb?  Were you inspired?

Linking to:  Share Your Creativity

Monday, December 13, 2010

Mullets, shags and Christmas red . . .

After Angela's comment on my last post, I wasn't sure whether I had a mullet in the 80's or a shag, so I had to go digging through the photo albums . . . It turned out I had both!

Here I am with a mullet, which I wore 1982 - 1983 . . . 


And here I am with a shag as a newlywed in 1984 . . .


And here's my kitchen chandelier all decked out in Christmas red, which has nothing whatsoever to do with the 80's . . .


 . . . but it's more fun to think about my chandelier, which always looks beautiful, than about my hair, which never looks quite right . . .