We’re often asked where we found our courtyard doors. We actually found them on Craigslist after searching there and a few other platforms for about a few months! We were looking for something rounded and either iron or wood and lucked out to stumble across these! The confirmed story with these doors is that they are 200 years old and originally from London. The gentleman and his wife find unique doors and windows on their worldwide travels and have them shipped to the US to either use on their own personal projects or to sell through a friend at his shop in Shingle Springs, Ca. The owner of the shop told my husband this story when he went to purchase the doors. We thought the story might be bogus, albeit very crafty for making a sale. Well, we had a few very smart people who know a thing or two about the history of construction and hardware. Each confirmed that the key hole and knocker indicated around the same age that was told to us! (The hinges and top lock were additions my “iron man” father-in-law made, to look as aged as the other hardware). We didn’t need this story to be true to purchase the doors- we loved them regardless, but it sure makes for a fun anecdote over charcuterie and champagne 😂 (that last part might’ve sounded a bit “posh”... trust me, we’re too weird and clumsy to be those people) 🙈🤣..... charcuterie is my fave though 😋
Thrifted this cute basket tray and it’s become one of my favorite living room finds. I love how aged it looks and it’s been fun styling it with books, plants, and candles. Random side note: if I had ONLY books, plants, candles, acoustic music, and dark chocolate in my home (a ton of them in every room, all the time), I might not go anywhere. Ever. 😌
Summer break is coming to an end and our homeschool year will soon begin. A consolation to the end-of-summer blues is that FALL (the BEST season) is just around the corner! Looking forward to cooler evenings to have dinner in the courtyard with family and friends.
Mercies are new every morning, even for little Hatchi.
Appreciating change. Growth. Life.
My coffee/tea bar is placed by the back door for a reason.... right before I leave or as soon as I enter, I’m making a cup-o-somethin’ ... ☕️🍵
I’m finding that tending my garden: pulling weeds, pruning, sweeping away dead leaves.... is a lot like our lives when we live with intention and attention. My intention is to seek Christ alone for my peace, wisdom, and joy. What often robs me of these things are “weeds” that I allow to spring up in my life. When I don’t mind the presence of those weeds, or am too spiritually lazy to do anything about them, I’m ignoring the stronghold they have on me. They begin to choke me and rob me of new growth. Or when things or people fall away from my life (like leaves shedding from branches), I neglect to sweep them away. Instead, I just fester over them and stare at what could have been, rather than accepting that it’s season is simply over. A shrub, without given the proper attention, will not reveal it’s full potential of beauty. With shears, it can be shaped into something magnificent and sturdy. As I’m tending my courtyard garden today, I’m surrendering and asking Jesus to tend to the garden of my soul.
I’ve decorated and re-decorated the top of our piano countless times. Sounds tedious and draining, but I actually enjoy the struggle of working it through until I have all of the elements that feel right.
Happy Saturday, friends!
A home with a soul isn’t just what’s in it, but who’s in it. This is my daughter’s hat. Something about seeing it left here and there makes me feel like she leaves her mark wherever she goes... and this kid has a boat load of soul.
Her favorite guard post ☺️
Carmel-by-the-Sea, Ca. The ultimate inspiration. Every time we visit, it’s like we stepped onto the real life set of Beauty and the Beast.
My happy place 😌
We live in a very small home, so having this courtyard to decorate really satiates our design appetites. Our recent visit to Mendocino Botanical Gardens has me wanting to make a few stops to our local nursery this week to get my hands dirty!
Grow, baby, grow! Our plan all along has been to create a secret garden courtyard that feels European and 100 years old... looking forward to these walls being covered by foliage.
Secret garden 🤫
We wanted a live plant to hang and dry on our wall, to bring a little out-of-the-ordinary texture and contrast to our dark and moody walls. So, hubby went foraging for some manzanita branches, tied them in a bundle, and voila! Simple as that!
My favorite part of home decor is placing plants in the most unlikely of places. It brings life and texture and sometimes a bit of the unexpected.