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PromptVent Day 12

Decoration

Last week we decorated the beautiful Norwegian Spruce tree ready for Christmas. It’s just me, my husband and our little dog, Bertie now as our children are grown up and live away but they will be joining us and love to see the tree full with memories.. We’ve had many happy Christmases, some very difficult ones which I’d rather forget and some very sad. As I hung up the decorations each brought a memory with it, some smiles and a few tears.

Lovely, happy times with babies in Scotland, as I hung a Santa’s bought at the glittering Christmas shop in Edinburgh and soft moons and stars made by a mum and good friend at the toddler group, we lost touch years ago. Thoughts of heather and bracken and the wonderful picture of her running free came into my mind as I lovingly placed a wooden Irish Setter with the name Rosie imprinted on it. She was our first dog, so gentle and beautiful, long passed now, and beside her I put Rosie’s best friend, a miniature dachshund, Gemma, they were never willingly apart. A bauble with a photo of Joe, my Cocker Spaniel and soul mate is found a special place on the tree and next to him is his pal little Bella, our pretty, honey coloured dachshund who sadly left us five years ago. She was the very sweetest of souls.

Then I picked up the baubles bought on a romantic weekend in the Peak District which turned out not so romantic, as I came out in a very itchy rash, the car broke down and we had to be towed all the way back to Scotland.

A decoration bought at Disneyworld generated thoughts of my daughter dancing with Mickey Mouse, her face full of delight and then there’s a Manchester United one from when my son was a big fan.

There are crimson balls with our names engraved, which were place holders at my nieces wedding and were handwritten in my mum’s beautiful script. This brings back a photo taken there of my mum and dad looking so happy together, but mums sad and lonely now as my dad died a few years ago.

There are many more decorations bringing memories bitter and sweet until the tree is heavy with the beautiful stories of our lives.

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Prompt vent 12

Decoration

The expression of taste is in the decor . Times when what is there, or given , is not a style bringing joy or even practicality . However when a little decoration is added a homely , cosier or much tasteful and personalised area is created . It is amazing how an imaginative person can transform a rundown or utilitarian place into somewhere peaceful , atmospheric and amplify the vibration . They say walls have ears. Chasing out the doldrums with tasteful touches, implore a dwelling to be lived in. Or occupied for purpose rather than stagnation .

Once upon a time I lived in a place with a very bad atmosphere, it was also filthy , damaged cracked windows with peeling walls in the bathroom . The general proportions of the bedroom and lounge were pleasing with high ceilings and plenty of space . The kitchen was a joke, it had been placed in a hallway and consisted of a cooker , and sink . A fridge was placed in a small larder nearby . The bathroom was compact . The metal staircase leading to the front door was lethal on frosty or icy mornings .

It was turned into a home regardless , not my favourite place ,but it was a dwelling where friends and family visited us . We played music all the time and we cooked . My dad ran electricity cables making the kitchen lighter and built a drop down counter painting it white . The bathroom was lovingly touched up with an aqua blue emulsion . Just being deep cleaned bought the place to life and with old glass display units from a shop we built our own shelving The music centre , books and ornaments gave the place a lived in look . Sheepskin rugs on the carpet added a laid back and relaxed feel , the place was much nicer as a result .

Other homes have a blank slate . An empty shell and a time to choose anything . Imagine an empty room with absolutely nothing in it . That was me , moving into a tiny apartment with my clothes, teaching books and thankfully some household items I was grateful to have had sent over .

I had a wonderful friend who was on a mission to help me . She obtained a double mattress , a portable gas stove , a folding table . Before I knew it my landlady had asked a relative for a bedstead and matching bedside cabinets . I made a cover from thick foam to go over a trunk that became a sofa . Everything was simple and blended together . A patchwork quilt was laid over my bed . My landlady found a beautiful lace curtain which I still have . It all came together and I remember buying two lampshades which were expensive because light fittings were different in Greece . The one in the my bedroom was moveable and could be lowered , it was made of the palest slate glass . The ultimate piece was a huge bamboo fan, pale green fabric with painted flowers . I placed pictures of all my favourite people between the slats . My little balcony outside was full of plants which I grew from cuttings .A little home was born and it evolved over the four years I lived there .

Decoration

Adorning and enlivening

A space blank in need of an identity

Photographs or clues depicting a life

interests concerning

who lives in a space

Decorations on my desk with subtle meaning

People , places and memories

Decoration is more than comfort and cheering away the bleak

There are many tales to tell

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