If you have been reading my blog for awhile, you will know about my love for French daybeds. I even made myself one since the real things are way out of my budget. You can read about how I turned a foot board into a daybed here. Of course I never stop dreaming about owning a real French daybed one day. That day came in the most amazing way. My friend Danielle who blogs at findingsilverpennies sent me a message last week saying she has a daybed that she thought I might like.
I almost fell off the chair when I saw the picture. My exact response was Is this Christmas??? YES!!! So that weekend I drove to Scituate where Danielle and her family live. First of all, Danielle truly is one of the nicest people I have ever met. We met through blogging and met outside a few times. She even came to my house last year. Just being back at Scituate again made my heart very happy. This little beach town has a very special place in my heart and it is a story for another day. After spending the most lovely day with Danielle and her family, I came home beaming ear to ear with this gorgeous beast.
It is huge. The whole thing is 92 inches long. I think it fits perfectly with my equally huge oil painting. The hand carved swan heads and all the details make this piece extra special. It has been reupholstered in the last decade with this very neutral velvet. I am going to enjoy this beautiful daybed for awhile before I tackle the upholster.
I don't have a big house but somehow it feels like this lovely daybed was always meant to be here.
The daybed I made used to be in front of the painting. Now it resides in front of the fireplace.
A little shabby corner with equally shabby faded pink chair. The garden is in full bloom right now and I love mixing in my catmints from the garden with roses.
Speaking of roses, these beauties are new to the garden this year. They are called Sexy Rexy.
There is nothing quiet like being able to walk out the door and cut your own flowers.
My front entry table has a single purpose of holding gardening tools and cuttings from the garden.
Living in New England, we only get a few months of gardening season and we like to take full advantage of it. Oh how I wish you could smell the flowers and lounge on this beautiful daybed and we could talk about furniture hoarding and flower addictions.
Thank you, my dear friend, Danielle, for this beautiful gift and a little piece of history. Being able to meet amazingly talented and kind people like you is why I blog.
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