Here is the first room of my old dollhouse. Decades ago it was a nursery, but for some reason I turned it into a playroom, attic room, upstairs parlor; what would you call it? I think it evolved because of the trunk under the window. I styled the room around that.
This rug I cross stitched about 10 years ago. Never again! Such tiny stitches!
There's nothing especially significant about this horse tricycle. It's plastic, but I've always liked it.
And this crude fireplace I made at about age 11. I just kept glueing rocks together. I can't believe it's held together so long! I guess that is why I keep it in the house-- reverence for perseverance.
So there it is: the first room. I'll pick up again Thursday with the bathroom. How's that for a tease? And remember, you can click on any of my photos to bring them up larger. This week that might come in handy!