There's a kitty perched languorously on the edge of my desk, velvet paws stacked one on top of the other with relaxed indifference. Her rhythmic purring intermingles with the drone and patter of my computer and keyboard creating a melodic song as slow moving shadows etch across the floor on this peaceful Sunday morning. What a wonderful start to the day.
Last year, hidden away in a dusty corner of one of my favorite antique stores, I discovered this decorative wooden bench. The $20 price tag and carved details were too good to ignore and I quickly scooped it up. Even with its (original) dingy blue legs and worn crushed velvet body, I hoped that one day I could restore its soulless existence into something more appealing. After a little black paint and the beautiful design of this hand-woven Malian mud cloth, it looks better than ever!