This past week, I set aside all my personal creative urges to join my dear husband in painting a much larger-- that is, 12 foot high ceilings larger -- canvas. Our kitchen/family room/ office/entry is all one visually flowing, big open space. But we'd only painted about 1/3 of it so far, and the rest was still the grey green we'd inherited, and we were both getting pretty sick of our unfinished look. So with the help of good old Sherwin Williams and about 6 more gallons of buttery-cream paint (this photo doesn't quite do it justice) and many days and sore muscles later, we have a space that is all the same wonderful color. To me it's the color of warm sunlight by day, with an even cozier golden glow by evening light. Perfect!
The only bad part was, now the dining room where we celebrate our Thanksgiving dinner looked so gloomy by comparison in its old grey green. So after a day's rest, on a whim I headed back to the paint store, took a deep breath, and ordered 2 gallons of an untried vivid rose shade. Sunday we were back at it, and in one day the space was transformed into a beautiful room full of energy and warmth, ready to host many glorious meals to come, starting the day after tomorrow. Thanksgiving dinner! I can hardly wait.
So this Thanksgiving, I'm very grateful for blessings large and small... for my dear husband, whose many amazing qualities include not being the least bit color-phobic, and who generously supports me in all my meandering creative journeys; for our 3 wonderful children, who are all so kind of heart, our young adventurers beginning to find their own exciting paths; for our extended family & friends, so dear to us whether near or far. I'm thankful that life unexpectedly brought us to Arizona, which I still love more each day.
And finally, after the past week, I'm thankful that we don't need to do any more house painting till after the new year.
Cheers to all!