I bought new pillows for the sofa and loveseat, something to help tie the room together.
The blues match better with my river table than what the photos show.
I love the colors, reminds me of the Southwest of which I’ve become quite fond.
Look closely though, this pillow has a slight defect...
No, I didn’t buy it this way. A certain four-legger didn’t understand at first that these weren’t giant stuffie toys.
Wonder who that could be...
He looks very apologetic, don’t you think?
It’s okay, Roscoe. The Momma still thinks you’re a very very good boy.
In other news, I think I’ve found the rug I want for the living room. (We’re gonna be living with the cement floor for awhile. We were about to pull the trigger on new flooring when we got the diagnosis for Betsy and the cost estimate for a new engine for her. It came down to a choice between new flooring or new engine, and it was an easy decision.)