The Lights of My Life
I love decorating with lighting. I think choosing the lighting when we built The Little House was more fun than any other part of the building process.
When we picked the freestanding lamps for The Little House, of course, there was limited space, so we only put one larger freestanding lamp – one with a bear – and a smaller one with bears that I found at a log cabin expo.
Since The Little House was already completely furnished when we moved here full time, I could only choose one more lamp to place in the bedroom and I chose this unique oil-converted-to-electric lamp that belonged to my mom.
The lamp was one of her antique sale finds, the kind that would take my mom and dad and me to small rural towns surrounding the Kansas City area. On Sundays, my parents would get up early and scan the morning paper for sales and auctions and off we would go. More often than not, Mom would come up with some find to bring home and restore.
The lamp that is now in our bedroom, sitting atop her antique dresser, served as her bedroom reading lamp and each time I turn it on, I picture her in one of her nightgowns, propped up in her bed by a few pillows, her reading glasses perched on her nose, a book in one hand and always a cigarette in the other.
The hurricane glass is still permanently stained with the yellowing of nicotine residue.
When that light comes on to help me find something in our bedroom, or to light our way into the room, I feel the warmth of the feelings of home and the security in being surrounded by only the things in my life that I love.
We have another lamp waaay on the other side of the 10 x 10 bedroom (HA!), for practical purposes, a miniature Coleman battery operated camp lantern for the last one making their way to the bed after we turn off the oil-electric lamp. It’s a necessity so we don’t trip or stub a toe on the many obstacles that make up our floor space, but it’s also a cute little rustic addition to our very cabin-feel room.
We also have these outdoor solar lights. Dale calls the square ones our “landing lights” because in the deep dark night when pulling into the driveway, all we can see are these series of lights on the deck. When picking out those, I also couldn’t resist this solar lantern I found at one of the big box home improvement stores last year. Providing we have sunshine (which we haven’t had in days now), it lights the deck when we don’t want to turn on the floodlights and draw bugs.
There aren’t many opportunities to decorate in a small space, but lighting is always a good way to bring more warmth – and light the way – in any home and I love the lights in my life.
Tell us how you decorate with lighting. Are there any stories behind the lamps in your life?