From my cozy sunroom corner, I see my children playing in the back yard. They jump on the trampoline – water sprinkler running underneath – good old fashioned fun. From my spot, I look out through my home’s front door to a vibrant pink crepe myrtle. My babe plays on the rug nearby pulling blocks and baskets onto the floor. And if I look away for a moment, trying to eat the begonia leaves.
I have been dreaming of this space, or what it could become for sometime. I’ve been collecting cushions, rugs and ideas. Going on crazy fun shopping trips with friends and looking for bargains at the tip shop!
I’ve repurposed my cane chair – a gift from my mother when I was a girl – which I spray painted gold during my wild teenage years *wink*. Brought in some plants from where they had been forgotten after we moved. And brought it all together, unsure whether it would work, but thankfully it feels right, a lovely collection of colour and texture.
The children have happily taken to the space. Playing with puzzles, blocks or riding the gorgeous rocking horse discovered at the tip shop.
And at night it becomes another place entirely. A magical space with coloured lanterns and fairy lights. A lovely spot to sit and enjoy a cup of tea, or perhaps later a wine with friends.
Oh and I almost forgot, the view directly below my window, is the start of our new garden. A whimsical kinda ode to Alice in Wonderland.