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Now that we are empty nesters, I can decorate to my heart's delight with heretofore big no-no's when babies are around.  I can have open shelved china hutches with delicate cups and teapots.  I can have silver tea services without the fear of little fingerprints.  I can have fresh roses and knick-knacks of every kind.  And I do.  Yes, I would prefer the little fingerprints, but time marches forward and until the pitter patter of little grandchildren feet are once more in my home, then I can do adult decorating to suit Mr. Coleman and myself.   Here are just a few of my treasures.  I share more later and more about these -- patterns, type, age, and where I picked them up.  But for now, I'll just post these pics to whet the dainty decorating appetite... and yes, I actually use these pieces and I'll tell you how and when in later blogs.  For now, just enjoy looking at them.  I know I do:
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All my life, I have been drawn to yesterday, to the past, to the nostalgia of times gone by.  Perhaps this is because I grew up with older parents and an elderly grandmother, all of whom filled my young imagination with stories from "the old days" and who taught me the ways of yesterday and the beauty of things from eras gone by.   I grew up in the 70's ...however, through my parents and grandmother, I fell in love with a much older era.  As an impressionable little girl, I sat beside my beautiful mother at her vanity dresser with the waterfall wood pattern, and watched her unpin her very long dark hair and let it fall past her waist.  I saw her take her silver plated, soft bristled brush and comb and gently smooth and shine her beautiful tresses.  To me, she looked like a princess.   Then, when she had finished with her own hair, she would turn her attention to my own very long, dark strands that were usually snarled from running all day like a wild child through our
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