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A Savannah Christmas!

This is what inspires me...great vignettes of things I love; like mercury glass, wood crates or trays, evergreen and candles.   

Painted white pine cones are scattered on my tree and used throughout my decor.  I used an old metal can, sprayed it with hammered metal paint and filled it with sprigs of blue spruce clippings.  


 And since I don't have a fireplace in my apartment, (those who do are lucky), I decked my old door with the tockings. Love that!

I created the table vignette using a galvanized metal tray, fresh greens, two mercury glass candles and my lovely sparkling silver bird cage.  





I found this old coffee sack at a local thrift shop.  I adorned my buffet with this and sat my sweet white sled on top.  I added fake greens (shh) they look real, feathers, bells and pine cones.  

Pine cones...I can't get enough of them!  





The patio is decked...LOL!  I mean, decked for the holidays.  More pine cones, of course, and fresh greens mixed with some fake.  I love my old grate with the red berry wreath.  Such warmth and contrast to the blue.  









My patio dining table is adorned with a lantern full of cones and magnolia blooms. Another red berry wreath sits around it with pine cones and fresh green.  











Here is the full outside patio view.  I love it.  It welcomes me to stay home for the Holidays!  


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