As I was just trekking from my living room to my kitchen, passing through the dining room for the seventy fifth time since my daughter got home from school, my eye was drawn to my credenza, and to a new (and accidental) piece of decor.
You see, before hosting the Political Fundraiser earlier in the month, I got many bouquets of fresh flowers for around the downstairs. And then two days later I went to Florida. So my flowers died. But in this case, they dried.
And I’m keeping them there. They look perfect in the spot. And they make me love one of my favorite little areas even more.