Homes

I’m back to waiting. This time it’s for the man who is coming to measure up for some new blinds.

In the summer we had new double glazing installed, including new doors. Now that the clocks have gone back for winter we’ve come to the conclusion that something has to be done to cover over the window in the back door. The glass ends up looking like a dark accusatory eye, cold & unfriendly, staring at us as we cook our meals. We’re hoping the blinds people can put some venetian blinds up to match the blinds on the other kitchen windows as they did for the old door. It should be possible as it is a classic wood effect style.

It’s amazing the little things that make a place seem more friendly, more homely. It has to be admitted in winter I do like to close curtains/blinds, keeping the cold outside & making the inside seem more snuggly & warm.

At the moment I’m doing a jigsaw of the painting, “The Cottage Home” by William H. Snape. It’s a very Victorian painting. What really strikes me is just how cream & brown the house, & the clothes of the people in it, are. But then I suppose houses would have been far more like that at one time. It is only really since the 1960s that colour has invaded the homes of ordinary people. The upper classes, the rich, were the only people who could afford the extravagance of colours. I can’t help feeling relieved to think anyone can afford to be surrounded by colour these days, to wear clothes of many hues. Colour brings such joy.