Sometimes it’s the quirkiness of a project that makes it endearing. And yes, you may be the only one that finds it lovely. That’s ok too. After all, you are the one who lives there. Your home should ultimately be a reflection of yourself.
As I read other blogs, browse pinterest and peruse home magazines, I’m constantly reminded to reach outside of the box, to use statement pieces that speak volumes to its viewers. It may be the simplicity of an object or perhaps its uniqueness that draws you in. It makes you ooooh and aaaah. It evokes the feeling of home.
And that’s the feeling that counts.
This past weekend, I was upstairs organizing in our
chaotic piles storage area, when I spotted it.
My beloved pine cone wreath.
I had been planning all last fall and winter that I would make a pine cone wreath, but I just never got around to it. Then, I came across this beauty at Target late last winter. Clearanced, of course. I quickly and gently placed it in my buggy (my term for a shopping cart…you can thank my WV upbringing for it) and happily took it home. It has leaves and berries, and oh, it has pine cones dusted in crystals….well, it was just meant for me. Really now, would I have thought to dust my pine cone wreath with itty-bitty crystals? I don’t think so.
How could I possibly have forgotten about it? I have huge decorator’s remorse for not having already been displaying it in our home this season. So many fall days wasted. *sigh*
But on the bright side, I found it in the attic in time for Thanksgiving. For that, I am truly thankful and it eases my guilt by the slightest of degrees. (Losing things in our attic seems like such a waste of money used to purchase items intended to bring warmth and comfort to our home, ya know?)
Then I thought of this quote:
And it made me feel better. Pooh bear has a way of doing that.
Back to my wall.
I had several pictures that I had pinned on Pinterest that used wreaths to create a gallery wall. I loved the textures and depth that they bring into a space. A wreath gallery would play well with my pine cone garland gracing the fireplace mantle. It certainly wouldn’t hurt to try it. What’s a few nail holes?
My girls were a big help with holding wreaths in different places in order to help their indecisive mama make a decision. Of course, Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer playing in the background helped distract them while I took several…ahem, moments to make up my mind.
Then I remembered the Nester’s mantra. It doesn’t have to be perfect to be beautiful.
And it truly doesn’t. I grabbed my hammer and hung them.
My little trio wreath gallery may continue to be tweaked and changed, added to and taken away. Who knows? But for now, I’m satisfied with it just the way it is.
Do you like gallery walls? Ever lose treasures only to be excited all over again when you find them? Love Winnie-the-Pooh? Confessions accepted here. 😉
Thanks for reading and happy, happy Monday.