The Village Bench

Today I want to share the transformation from old siding to a fabulous bench. This year both my mother and my husband made the mistake of asking what I wanted for my birthday. I suspect they were hoping for a simple trip to a jewelry store. Ever since my first visit to Between Naps on the Porch, I'd been planning my very own blog. Part of the master plan involved a cute backdrop for my tablescapes. In my feeble brain, I had visions of a handmade bench from my husband and painted topiaries from my mother. They asked.

The first step was to remove some old boards from the top level of our mill. A story for another day. Our home was built in 1798, with it came a grist mill. Hubby has made several items from old wood in the mill and my bench is one of those treasured creations.