Funny how furniture can remind you of an era or of someone special.
After my grandmother died I was offered her old chairs. I probably wouldn't have bought them off the show room floor but they were hers, and that's why they still sit in my family room today. I remember sitting in them, chatting with her about life experiences, munching on Bugles & diet coke and hoping for one of her pearls of wisdom to take away with me.
After years, I finally decided to bid fair well to the original bee crest print, I sent the cushions off to one of my favorite stores in Seattle, Red Ticking. Pam, the owner and a dear friend, understood my attachment to them and she helped me pick out the perfect fabric. They turned out beautiful! I heart you Pam!
Thought you might like to see the the transformation of my new beauties!
I'd love to hear about your family treasures......