New Couch & On the News
Over the past few weeks (& the many still to come), I’ve begun a slow & steady project of painting the trim and the walls in our home. We are breaking down each room as we patch walls and paint them fresh, discard broken fixtures & furniture, and replace with new pieces if needed.
We recently purchased a new dining room table and a new couch. Our previous table was 20 years old, and the couch was 10 years old. Both had been through a LOT, as has the family that those two pieces have gathered and held throughout the years.
The table was stained and the chairs were wobbly from decades of meals, game nights, craft projects, homework, and holidays hosted. The couch was sagging and the springs were popping from kids jumping, sleepovers, sick days, dogs and a quarantine that really beat it up.
This March marks 13 years since we moved into this house ~ moving from one side of this town we love, to the other side ~ from our tiny 2-bedroom antique fixer-upper, to a 4-bedroom updated colonial with a barn at the top of the driveway.
We moved here just after the birth of our 3rd, and since then this home, and the barn outside, has been holding our family and this wild adventure of love & life, family & friendship, past, present & future becoming.
I say all the time, that the Bird & Bear wouldn’t exist if we hadn’t moved to this house with the barn. It’s been the greatest adventure, and one that needs some fresh paint and steady strides to repair and restore the bruised, broken and beautiful foundation that’s held us.
This weekend as we sat on our new blue couch and watched on TV what began at this home, I lifted my coffee cup in gratitude for what’s been and renewed hope for what is still to come.
