Good morning and come on in Through My Back Door, you know where the mugs are help yourself to coffee and a a piece of cake. If you don't eat it I will.(lol) When I started this blog, it was all about decorating. There wasn't many people I knew who decorated like I do and it was fun to connect with those of you who do through out blogs. Now so many of you have stopped blogging and so many of you don't read blogs anymore. I know everyone is busy and life gets crazy and that is okay. So many of my own friends don't read my blog anymore and I have no complaint about that. It is what it is. However, many of you have changed your decorating style and are going lighter. That too is good if that is what you want to do. I, however, haven't changed. I still love the things I did when I started this blog four years ago. My question is, Am I Prim or Am I Not? I am searching for my decorating identity.lol I don't think I am nor have I ever been prim. So, what am I? I have no idea. To me Prim is bare, colorless, and make do's. I LOVE color, especially red. I have red everywhere. I love the good antiques, I don't want doors falling off cupboards, nor do I want chippy paint. True prim might only have dull red, or as it is called today, attic finish. I never heard that definition until the last few years. I love farmhouse and so many people describe that as mostly white. The farm houses I knew growing up had wall paper on the walls and mostly oak furniture, except in the "parlor"(the farmhouses I knew, had parlors) and there was the good stuff.
PS: I actually have done some tweaking. Pictures to come later.
PSS: I hope everyone had a wonderful Mothers Day. I did
PSSS: Next blog will be a field trip to see Debs new pieces of furniture.