With my paint scraper in hand I peel away layers of faded wallpaper from the bedroom walls. I ooh and aah each time I find another pattern. How pretty the rooms must have been once upon a time. Sue
The ghosts of lives past...who loved your home. You were meant to live there...the whites..the softness in the depth...it looks hand painted and it well may have been. What a treasure you have found.
Mike and I have returned to Suttons Bay, Michigan to open our shop, The Red Ladder, for the third time. I hope you will follow my blog as I post news about our store and life in a 20'x25' studio apartment. www.hellothisissue.blogspot.com Mike and Sue
Ah, pretty wallpaper, soft, soothing, faded memories of time gone by. Hang a frame around it:-)
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