We've been working on our bedroom and the end is in sight.
Stripping the wallpaper was oh so tedious. Pulling up the carpet somewhat less so. Installing the wood floor was a piece of cake (for me, because Michael and Ed did it).
Yesterday, while Michael mitre-cut the floor mouldings, I put up the first curtain.
I'd had the idea for months and couldn't wait to see if it would look as good as I imagined. I collected the branches before the snow fell, cut them to fit the windows, then washed them down with a bleach solution. I also searched out the perfect curtain rod holders, which turned out to be invisible.
The fabric came from Michael's mom, who always had a great eye for color and texture. When she found it for her living room she bought the whole bolt and gave the rest to us. Thanks Ruth!
I guess it's more of a window treatment than a curtain, since it doesn't actually cover the window. That's the beauty of being out here, no neighbors to look in the windows and plenty of natural light. Who needs curtains?