My boyfriend's father grew up in this house. Eventually his mother moved in, and he was born. He's the only person of age that I know that resides in the house he was born in. Not a lot has changed around here.
His mother was a wonderful and talented lady. She passed away some years ago and his father has since re-married and moved out.
This lampshade has sat for years on an end table that was handcrafted in the early 1940's. It has seen an entire family through years of books, crafts, and letters to loved ones.
It is truly stunning as a very functional work of art, and guaranteed to light up a corner of your home and heart.
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