Perhaps in reaction to the Ford/Kavanaugh hearing (wanting to change what I can) and certainly because October is upon us, I found myself sweeping away Summer's blue and white décor and freshening up things with Fall colors. Even the orchids got moved out of their white pots into more autumnal toned containers.
Away with the dusty sea shells and blue and white porcelain in the corner cupboard and in with an odd assortment of painted gourds and animal skulls, arrowheads and fossils, and various other items that (to me) speak of ancestors and times long past.
Down with the paintings of white lilies and up with the quilters and the fall-toned landscape. Put the little houses where Josie can see them . . . Oh, yes, and I bought a new broom . . . to be ready for Halloween? John asked. That would be telling.