when pam came for a visit yesterday she came bearing gifts. ingrid from sweden, had her deliver some wallpaper to me by way of orvieto, where they recently shared a week of art play. (the paint by number scrap is from pam's stash and will eventually make a nice sketchbook cover)
she lives here 6 months out of the year. i think it looks like a fairytale setting.
ingrid has been very good to me over the years, sending wallpaper, fabric, and other gifts from afar.
this red & white toile wallpaper gave me an idea.
so i crudely copied it into my book.
we sat at the kitchen table for most of the afternoon into the evening gabbing, noshing, and decorating our pages with whatever caught our fancy.
we dreamed out loud about the great road trip we'll take across france on a motorbike with sidecar on my next sabbatical. goggles, scarves flying in the wind, crusty french bread sandwiches eaten on the banks of grassy streams, flea market quilts laid out for napping. perhaps some plein air painting in giverny. later, maybe a little detective work that leads to solving a centuries-old cold case involving french antiquities and 17th century robber barons. just the usual stuff.