A simple scene of our dining room. Post Easter. Sunlight shining through on a morning that I happen to notice - on my way out the door - all of us on our way to school - I noticed and though how much I love dining rooms.
Photo Description: The morning sunlight streams in our dining room - a table filled vintage goodness, an old wicker picnic basket, wooden candle sticks, yellow roses holding the promise of opening soon, violet teacups that are perfect for spring, and the straw hat Anna wore when she was three. 💕
The long forgotten rooms in a home. I adore dining rooms - they are the loveliest. For the memories they keep. For the food that was shared. And let's be honest, sometimes the only room that is peaceful and tidy on a swirling day - I can always count on the dining room. 💕
“I believe that every meal should be a celebration of life itself as we break bread and enter fellowship together. And the way those meals are planned, prepared, and served enhances the connection and the celebration. Every meal, in other words, should be a feast for the senses and the spirit." Sally Clarkson
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