cheered by chairs...

 For those that know me, blue is my colour... my default mood setting elevated by a merry spirit. I can't tell you the delight I experienced when I stumbled across these four blue chairs, genuine bentson, in our local second hand store... they were mine before they left the shop. Even better, knowing they were clearly for me I confidently haggled them downwards, selling two of our own loathsome chairs into the bargain, purchasing the four for a reduced rate, and coming out only slightly out of pocket! That softened the blow to husband who returned from work dragging a grey cloud and looked more than miffed when he went to sit down, only to discover his old sturdy chair had been usurped by a dainty blue one! Blow! Nothing like some cash in hand to sweeten the deal though, being a money man, he could even see the sense in it! And for me, well every time I walk into the room I simply feel cheered up by my chairs! Cheered by chairs... now there's a tag line. Whoever said things can't make you happy doesn't know the thrill of a good score! Okay that is way too many explanation marks, do get how excited I am... Love how the blue is brighter than what I would normally be brave enough for, but just sings and pops out at you, bringing the rest to life, coaxing  out all the other little blue echoes in the room, in my painting for instance and door stops... love love love.
Furthermore, another special layer is that we had some of these in my old house growing up in original wood and were lost to fire many years ago... so sentimental to boot.

my eclectic mix grows...