A simple enough pleasure, surely, to have breakfast alone with one’s husband, but how seldom married people in the midst of life achieve it.
Home alone is what we are, so it seems a good time to do breakfast for just the two of us using finds from here, there and everywhere.
The table was spotted by my daughter at an antique shop. She wanted it to go home with her, but since it didn’t come apart which presented a shipping problem, it stayed with me and proved to be a perfect size for the breakfast room and a just right length for the benches. I didn’t know I needed a new table, but this one works better than the one that was there. Anyone need a slightly used Pottery Barn farm table?
How much fun it is to be a part of Tablescape Thursday.
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