This poor chair was rescued from Mom's garage just about ready to go in the garbage trailer. It had so many memories that I just couldn't let it happen. (Plus I inherited that saving gene from her that prevents me from throwing things away.) I took it home and through a little elbow grease renewed it! Sorry I just couldn't save the attractive farm scenery upholstry. I almost saved it to make a pillow though!
Scrambled with a Side of Gratitude
17 hours ago