Believe me when I say I did not plan this. At least consciously. Probably somewhere in the mesh which is my brain though, there was some subconscious planning going on!
I did not plan to have three posts in a row about books. It just happened. I did not even realize it until it was a done deal.
Do you think it had something to do with the fact that books are my business and I have been back at school for a couple of weeks?
Well for whatever reason it is what it is. I'm telling you, I have books all over my house!
I had taken down my summer sea shell mantel. I wanted something that would take me through late summer and in to early fall. I was trying to think of muted colors. I thought of my big bag of pine cones. Then I remembered I had the big urn full of twig balls. I pulled those out.
I decided to do the twig balls instead of the pine cones. Then (my wandering) mind thought of the big crock bowl in the cabinet and I pulled it out.
I was still thinking "muted colors", "muted colors". Then it hit me. I went to the big armoire where I keep my (very old family) books and pulled the ones that were browns and greens.
I put the books, twig balls and crock bowl on the fireplace. I loved all the different textures together. But I knew we still needed a few more fillers. So then I pulled my large alphabet balls and some brown glass balls I have.
Finally I saw my little glass platter with alphabet letters all over it. Perfect colors and theme. I put that on the fireplace. Then I tweeked.
I decided I was in love. So many textures. So many elements. From the fancy gold frame to the twigs. From leather book covers to colored book pages. It was perfect to take me into Fall.
I took pictures after school earlier in the week. Tonight I opened up my pictures and it hit me. What the heck is going on with me and books? First I did the Virtual English Teachers Back to School lunch. Then I rearranged my "use-all-the-time-bookcase."
Now a fireplace mantel full of books.
And the alphabet.
And my Mom's own signature from a book when she was young. (And the book cost $11.25. Can you imagine? Wow! I guess that tells you that I come from a long line of book lovers!)
And my grandfather's old pocket watch. (I thought it represented how
people I lose track of time when immersed in a good book.)
So there you have it. A very unplanned late summer mantel....resounding with special memories.