I tweaked my front porch a little.
I suddently remembered I had those adorable old sleighs in my garage.
My Mr Viking rescued them from being tossed away out of his grandmas cellar.
They belonged to his dad and his brother.
He knew I would like them.
And I did - after scrubbing 60 years of dust of them.
The other one I used inside.
Sneak peak - more tomorrow:
