Come on in so I can show you around my guest bathroom. Putting a bathroom in a house built in 1796 is not an easy task. Originally, the Homestead had no bathrooms, enough of that...
To the left are shutters that open to the sun. The white flowers grow wild in my yard, I just love them! Still around since college is the white plaster sculpture I made, and I still love it too...
Take my hand, come with me to a world of pure imagination. Don't be scared- but beware- there are thrills and chills and lots of barn pics. (Above is a illustration that I drew and was published )
It all began, my love for barns, when I moved into the Brayton Homestead, circa 1796, shown here in an old photo I found on ebay. If you look closely you can see the barn that used to be in back of the house. Sadly, it was torn down along time ago. But I want to someday to put one back.
What else would have taken beautiful Julie Marie from Idyllhours,
to Bootiful Julie Marie?
As I walk up a hill with just a glimpse of an old barn 
I must go closer and closer...
up really close this barns is just waiting to be rescued...
and some are for weddings.
what a grand and great wedding it was.
then last year my twin, Kevin's (right)
actually married on Halloween!
could not resist to make a bridal card...
can you imagine that crusty BARN hardware like this
always keep in mind, 
and others seem safe
but wherever you call home 
Soak away the day I say. Another decision for my master bathroom renovation! To refresh what has been chosen thus far (yes it has been a slow process) ~ the French country sink, ceramic wall tile with tile border and a partridge in a pear tree. No seriously, isn't this tub just wonderful?
The floor tile is lovely too, um... My design work for clients is always their personal style aided by my experience, degrees and a passion for design. But Bohemian meets Paris Flea Market meets old world is my own personal mix of styles, what's yours?
It's Fall at the 
IMAGES: Brayton Homestead Interiors
Classic red geraniums reflect summer's joy
Celebrate Labor Day....
with the season's fresh bounty......
I keep day dreaming about traveling about the country in a vintage Airstream trailer. Of course, in this dream the inside is perfectly appointed to the era right down to the dishes, fabrics, linens and knickknacks. Always need knickknacks; or maybe I would pick them up along my travels. I envision dining at a boomerang patterned Formica table, the seat cushions covered in a mid century modern geometric barkcloth fabric while eating a casserole from turquoise melamine plates, the only decision that remains is where to travel first.....
She walks out the front door of her pink hued brownstone onto Newbury Street . Oh, so many choices here in Boston, Massachusetts. Before she decides on breakfast she stops to smell the fragrant roses winding up the ornate wrought iron railing. Coffee, croissant and the newspaper at an outdoor cafe on Newbury Street will be perfect.
A drive along Bellevue Avenue will afford you two things, a vista of the Atlantic Ocean and the famous Newport Mansions that call that view their backyard. Opulent yet a family home, Chateau Sur-Mer, is a magnificent Victorian mansion on Bellevue Avenue in Newport, Rhode Island that I toured over the weekend.
Lovely carving on stone column overlooks a stately ocean front home nearby. Don't you love the patina growing the color of gold?
Glass vase with cabbage roses and gold~ just added to my shop, HOMESTEADonBRAYTON. Love the heart shape.
Daisies abound in my garden between the original stones, what a welcoming site.
Maybe you noticed my new blog banner? It is the Brayton Homestead, circa 1796, that I am so fortunate to live in and own. Here is an old black and white photo from 1934 that I just found for sale on ebay. As a relatively young widow, my Mom purchased this Federal house that she and my dad had always admired. Daring step is it not? That 's Mom, now 87, a woman ahead of her time, trend setter, artist, traveler, etc. Pictured here with Dad, wonder where I got the hat thing…
