Nevertheless, I kinda like this little vignette. I LOVE the ribbon on the little wreath, the precious little grinning pumpkin, and the fun letters that I printed on scrapbook paper and slipped in my candleholders. GO ME!!!
This is a precious little glass "thingy" (yes, another technical designing term...I know you are impressed). I have developed a small obsession with these, as well as apothecary jars. They are soooo incredibly versatile for every season and event. Oh yeah, I am loving the stacked pumpkins. They are kind of like a little miniature topiary. Now, I have to say that this little nugget of decor in my kitchen won't look that way for long. You see, candy corns and I have this little understanding...if you are a candy corn, I will eat you. I will eat all of your friends and relatives too. Hee hee.
This little guy is the cutest thing ever. I typically don't decorate with any Halloween themed decor because it gives me the heeby-jeebys (hey, that is the way I spell it, okay!). I don't do witches or scary jack-o-lanterns or skeletons. Soooo, I struggled with this one, but his charm won me over (much like my husband did). Anywho, I think he is just precious. I got him at a place in OK with my dear transplanted Texas friend (miss ya' girl!). By the way, she has a great blog (see my link to Southern Sassyness on the side).
I just threw this in here because I need help. Any suggestions on what to do with this thing. Within the next couple of months I plan on having three canvas pictures made with each of my kids and have them lined up underneath the saying (where the wrought iron is now). I am going to have them hanging by some pretty ribbon from decorative hooks. Until then, I need something. I tried a wreath over the top, but I couldn't make it work. Anything???
I feel as though I need to apologize for the quality, or lack thereof, of my photography. I was blessed with my first digital camera a couple of years ago from my sweet mother-in-law, but it just doesn't take that great of a picture. I am thrilled to have a digital after retiring the ol' dinosaur of a camera that I did have. Well, it was 8 years old at the time of it's death. That's like what, 287 is camera years. Anywho, until the day that I can splurge on the $800, sleek, sexy piece of equipment that I know will make me the next Ansel Adams, please bear with me and my slightly out of focus and poorly lit pictures.