Recently I had the floors done in my entire house. Although a wonderful problem to have, I found myself sequestered in my master bedroom area.

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars…”

To paint, to check, to bleach, to stain? … These were the questions, and I had all of them!

Feeling the rough edges, seeing where a chair has been worn to fit its owner, defines the outline of time.

I’m sure there have been volumes written, and many a word spoken and whispered at parties, about a hostess’s abilities (or lack thereof).