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Jessie's Autumn Tour


WooHoo!  Autumn is absolutely my favorite season. I just love the brilliant colors that drip from each piece of God's handiwork.  I've been busier than a bee cozyin' up my nest for the winter months ahead. Come take a peak at some of the things I've done.


Don't forget to leave me a comment... I would love to be inspired and hear what creative ideas you've come up with. 

 

 






Behind this table was a picture that didn't quiet go with my fall decor so I wrapped it with burlap.  Tied the corners with raffia and strung berries along the top and down one side.

 
My daughter and I made these pillows out of burlap.  Simple and inexpensive.  A great way to spruce up a room for the seasons.


By adding a few berries and picks above your cabinetry, fall will visit your kitchen within minutes.







Even the powder room gets a dusting of Autumn.  With homemade pumpkin spice soap displayed on a beautiful leaf platter.  And a hand towel wrapped in raffia secured with a maple leaf.





  Wrapping a candle with leaves or berries brings instant change.


As I said, autumn has always been my favorite season. I think it's because it displays such warmth, togetherness and an all around comfortable atmosphere. The fresh, crisp, chilly, air...the tantalizing scents of cinnamon, cloves, and ginger. Pumpkins, gourds, and scarecrows they make my heart smile.  Pie. We can not forget about the pie! Pecan please!!!

I love listening to the pitter patter of rain drops dancing across the window panes. Or the rustling leaves singing their final song as the wind howls through them, and they gracefully glide to the ground. Nestled in a blanket amongst the others that have fallen before.

Since fall ushers in cooler weather (and everyone will be indoors most of the time now) I try and make my home as comfortable and inviting as possible. In the morning I throw open the windows and welcome the new day. Next, I turn on some soothing music and light a yummy candle that creates a welcoming mood (right now, I'm burning a Carmel latte. For all you coffee lovers...It's heaven in a jar).


When I'm able to steal a few moments for myself, you'll find me curled up on our comfy leather chaise wrapped in a snuggie with a good book, a cup of apple cinnamon tea (kissed with a drop of honey), and a old black dog curled at my feet. Calmed by the flickering candle light, listening to my children's innocent laughter, and the aroma of freshly baked pumpkin bread sifting through the house...Ahhhhh what could be better?


 Hope y'all will join me next time.

Until then... remember... take time to enjoy the simple moments of life.
Jessie

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