There’s something about a dining room that I can’t explain in words without using my hands to make grand gestures. I’ve always dreamed as a little girl to own a dining room. Growing up in The Netherlands I sort off lacked the sense of a proper dining room as most Dutch homes always have L or I shaped floor plans with windows in the front and back of the house. My childhood home had a T shaped open-living floor plan with the living room at the front of the house and the kitchen and dining area at the back of the house, it’s complicated. But the areas lacked doors, and I love doors. I love “rooms”.
My home has lots of rooms. And one of them is a proper dining room. It’s 25 square meters with a non-working fireplace (I do love fires but I do love my white walls even more), a large window that overlooks the street and soon to be flower garden, an original ornamented ceiling dating back to 1896 and two china cabinets stuffed with vintage Johnson Brothers and Wedgwood flatware. I love it!
In the non-working fireplace I’ve stacked acacia logs that we each year have to trim down as they grow on the empty lot next to us. If we don’t maintain them they will overgrown our home. But the logs of acacia trees are just so perfectly beautiful.
TIP! If you’re planning on doing this make sure to check them regularly for woodlice.
I’ve made a simple wreath out of eucalyptus for over the mirror and punched circles out of gold cardboard and stitched them together under my sewing machine. I love gold for Christmas.
Ever since Bo’s father past away I’ve been hosting the family Christmas dinners. Mostly we are with too many people to actually fit them all in the dining room but this year there will be 8 of us. I have all the meals in my head and I can’t wait to start shopping and cooking.
I use a white linen tablecloth and vintage Wedgwood Queen’s Plain plates as I like how they match my walls and woodwork – seriously people the thought I put in this progress is really insane, I am aware of that. I make mini wreaths with wild thyme that’s growing in my garden to lay on the linen napkin. This way the napkin will smell lovely when you use it.
Ah Christmas, can one ever have enough of it?