Anchor Cottage Freshwater Decor Decorating Store

We offer decorating services in the Leelanau Peninsula. Our studio has fabrics, bedding samples and rug swatches. We offer lamp repair, shades, harps and finials with access to over 1,000 lamps. Furniture painting and repair. Wall paper books are available. Reach out to us at shop@anchorcottage.net.



Friday, September 23, 2022

Autumn Musings

Hmm? What's this?


A fresh, new Monarch in my driveway!


The color was so intense, like a stained glass window.


Stretching her wings out to dry. She must be newly hatched. 


Lucky to have my camera hanging from my neck.


Up she flies to have a bit of nectar from the Verbena in my garden.


Oops! Almost stepped on these mushrooms.


The universe works in mysterious ways. 


Looking down from my balcony I spotted my, Queen Elizabeth, rose bush in bloom. She never has flowers this late in the season! 


But there she was. One main blossom and four smaller buds surrounding it. It was like she grew overnight. One moment she was dormant and the next thing I see is a stalk about 24" tall with all these pink flowers!! 

Rest in peace Your Majesty.

 

Thursday, September 8, 2022

Haven't Been Swimming All Week!

Last summer I opened an account at Thibaut never thinking of where I would feature all the fabric and wallpaper books. After getting tired of stepping over the stacks, I came up with this system. I bought, lucky me, two walnut cornices, at the local antique barn and my painter put the hooks on and bolted them to the wall.


Ta Da! These are just the fabric books that are hanging on the hooks. The wallpaper books are stacked neatly in the cart next to them. As you can see I had a lot of trip hazards in the shop, it is nice to have them off the floor.


I took the display bed off the floor, to create more space, in this small showroom. Now the basket tables, that I designed, can be featured so they can be seen! 


I brought the bench in as a display piece. I am the fourth generation owner of this bench. My great grandpa, Simon B Schaub, built it for in front of his mercantile, in Lake Leelanau, back in the day.


Now we are able to walk, to and fro, the full length of the studio.
Nice being able to open the back door to catch a little breeze.
 

I have many many rug swatches!


Lot's of blue, my favorite color! I order rugs from 2x3 up to 9x12. I can get larger but don't have a good way to receive them, down here in the Holler. The Annie Selke/Dash & Albert rug company is the best! Best selection, quality and customer service. Their turn around time, if in stock, is quick quick!


Did I mention that I love blue? Well, I do. I hope this customer likes what I picked out.


I may have to wallpaper my bedroom in this stripe from Madcap Cottage. With woven embroidered linen panels for my windows.


Ole' Jackie the decorator had her fabricator make up some sofa cushions. She decided they needed a little something so she had me order the fringe. We'll see!!

So that is what a girl can get done when she is not distracted by big blue waving, did I say waving? Swimming in the waves is what I meant to say. 

As I finished writing this post I learned that Queen Elizabeth has died. Long live the Queen may she rest in peace.

 

Wednesday, August 31, 2022

When All You Want To Do Is Go Swimming

Ouch, it is the last day of August!

Marking the remaining beach days on the calendar.  The end of summertime fun is hard to bear.  Our warm summer days, lying on the sand and swimming in the big water, are in the rearview window until next season! 

Maybe we will get lucky and have a hot September to pile up the swims to last us through the winter. 

I finished another "freshwater" painting. A picture of a greenhouse I want Steve to build me. I have a floor to ceiling, east facing, window in the basement that I want him to bump out a couple of feet. I am tired of hanging the porch ferns over the bathtub, making a huge mess shedding their leaves. I want to be able to winter over my Geraniums and ferns for next summer.

A girl can dream on a Wednesday morning. 

 

Friday, August 26, 2022

How To Grow A Gardener

Once upon a time there was a baby in the womb. Her mother was designing a garden center. To and fro the mother carried her child around and around the plant materials. Giving the young infant a trowel instead of a rattle. Wheeling her around in Radio Flyers, leaving the stroller at home!


One day the young gardener bought an old house. To make it her own she hung a pot of flowers underneath the gutter that was happily sprouting plantings on it's own.


Filling her trusty wheelbarrow she dropped off plants here and there in the front yard, humming under her breath.


Planting a Western Red Cedar named Whipcord.


Tender Cyclamen nestled in the moss. 


The mushrooms were curious as to what this young lady was planting.


Up the stairs and out to the yard pots of plants, that had moved from her old home, were coming back to life.


And because she was a Lake Michigan baby she had to drop her rocks here and there amongst her ferns and Dandelions. 


The rich humus a dark background for all the greens.

 
I truly believe that your life's calling starts in the mother's womb. As the mother grows her seed the planting takes on a character of it's own. Here we sprouted a latent gardener.

Whether it is music, art or literature what the mama is doing while the baby is growing affects the child. This is just my philosophy! But I swear by it!

Thursday, August 18, 2022

I Am A Lake Michigan Baby!

Anyone who knows me knows that I am a Lake Michigan baby. I live in Northern Michigan year round just to swim in the big water six weeks out of the year! Yes, it is that wonderful!




Sometimes I take the back roads through the woods and over the hills just to look at the views.


The land masses just roll on and on...


...until you reach the water.

Every color of blue...


...from the heavens to the earth.

Through the trees...


...beyond the sandy beaches. 




In the middle of the day when the light is flat...


...the view is still an amazing photo to take.


I jump out of the truck...

...and make my way down to the beach toting my paints and my beach chair. Watching the waves is like watching the flames in the fireplace. Mesmerizing, I can't stop looking at the movement, the rocking of the big body of water.



 I walk the beach and skip the stones across the tops of the waves. Then jump in and dive under feeling the cold waters below. I swim this humongous whirlpool until every muscle is soothed every bone is chilled. Shaking off the water and lying in the sand to warm back up and then I do it again. Can't get enough of the beautiful blue sky and water in this part of heaven. 

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