I've heard that people favor the time of year they were born and if that's the case, then it makes perfect sense that Fall should be my favorite season. It is.
I posted this table last year and am working on a similar table now...but alas, I did not finish as I've been working on something else, something that I'm so anxious to share because it's pretty big, but I have to get thumbs up from someone else first. Hopefully very soon I can share this exciting news with you! So, for now, let's get back to the table. I think this table hints at the season to come, and would have been really cute set outside or even better yet, inside a barn, or even better in an apple orchard! You can read my depressing apple poem at the end of this post. I wrote it in my mind while on a tractor with, I think, Kalyn's kindergarten class to a local apple orchard....a long time ago.
A big strip of burlap fabric makes a super simple and rustic long runner for the table. It sets the whole mood of 'casual'. I have set many tables with cloths that don't fully cover the table and leave some of the wood exposed. I love this look. My table is worn and rugged but it did not start out that way. I still run across this very table in magazines but it still looks brand new there. I like that we've worn this baby in. It looks like an antique now because it's been weathered naturally ( if you call a family of eight natural).
Inexpensive dish towels were used in place of chargers or placemats. They are tri-folded lengthwise and allowed to hang over the edge of the table. They help define each space. I bought these at Tuesday Morning for only a few dollars per pack of six. I now wish I'd purchased some of the other colors they had at the time; blue, green, and black.
I crumbled up a little Raffia at each place setting as I think it conjures up the image of hay, and I love the added texture. This is easily removed before dinner as it may prove to be a little cumbersome to eat around (that's what Ashton thinks).
I began setting the table with these Royal Doulton plates...
...such a pretty pattern...
...with the sweetest little butterfly trying to hide amongst the fruits and flowers...
...and then I got to the last place setting only to realize I had seven plates, not eight.
Take away three of the Royal Doulton plates and bring in four of these Ridgway plates for a mixed table setting. I like mixing it up anyway.
Aren't these pretty? I have one of each of the plates in my every day set of mix-n-match red transferware plates. The rest of them are for sale in my Etsy shop, English Transferware.
This one has a pretty border as well.
I chose to use my faux bamboo flatware (Horchow)
and old fashioned, mock bubble glasses (Walmart).
Believe it or not I couldn't find one of my napkins either. I mixed them up and then wound up finding the missing one...so you might notice this in some of the photos. What's uniform is that I tied a few strands of hemp around each napkin instead of using napkin rings. I love this stuff. I've found so many uses for this as of late, including my demijohn project.
I've wanted to use these grapevine spheres as a centerpiece for a while now and this seemed a perfect match. I scrunched up a gingham tablecloth, laid a leafy, fruity garland on top and then wedged the forms into the greenery so they would be stable and not roll around. To further evoke the feeling of Fall, I placed a few apples here and there. Simple centerpiece! The grapevine balls are from Hobby Lobby, and if I remember correctly, they are only $2-3 (when you buy them half off).
Shawn remarked a couple of times about how much he liked this tablesetting. I hope you all like it too!
An Apple Unpicked
I took ride upon the tractor,
Bushel at my breast
Through fields of amber,
Past the birds empty nest.
On through leaves of crimson,
I arrived to look down the lane
Where apples should be upon the trees-
But already had been slain
I could see no fruit was there,
Not one apple in the trees
I just stood...still, and quiet,
And listened to the buzzing bees
Never did I pluck from the tree
A singe fruit, round and red-
Only off the ground I lifted
An apple bruised and fallen dead.
Never I got what I thought,
To pick my apple from the tree-
To taste a bite, deliciously ripe-
The experience was not meant for me.
Nancy M Roberts ©2002
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