Fell in love with a bunch of bricks last fall.
While scouting materials for a friend's landscape project, a pallet of completely magnificent antique bricks appeared at the building yard and begged to be taken home.
Found space in the backyard: simply had to. Two brilliant students of architecture set them out in unique pattern, and we created a sweet little launch pad for small summer soirees.
It's the perfect place for a single cup of tea, accompanied by a good book, on a spring afternoon. A cozy cup of coffee, while wrapped in a warm coat, on a winter morn.
We are smitten with our new old bricks. Isn't it marvelous to bring into one's life treasures from the past, rescued by someone who carefully saved them?
I thank goodness these were salvaged from their first home. They have found a new one.
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