At the Table of Grace

I wasn't completely sure that I was going to show a table this week, but then I kept playing with that vignette that I was working on last week and kind of fell in love with it. Thanks for all your suggestions by the way.

It hopped back and forth from side table to mantel. Then, I had a notion to bring it to the dining room while the girls were home for an Easter weekend table.

Here it is.

Actually, that's not my dining room table. It will eventually make its way there, but I'm just not a solo act.  Unfortunately, the Duchess is housebound with a knee injury.  I had no choice but to load up my stemware, and linens, and dishes, and accessories and play with dishes at her house.

I brought the inspiration too.

It was inspired by the book

 One Thousand Gifts

It's a table of  gratitude...

And  grace.

That's not a place card.
The grace of God is the centerpiece
of the Easter table.

The rest is just decoration.

The floral salad plates are mine.

I found them at  TJ Maxx. 

I was planning to use some other blue plates to sandwich between the white when the Sister offered up with these perfect turquoise ones. She bought them at the local grocery store.  

This is why I love a group project, folks. So much better than what I had planned.

Brown ruffly placemats.
They're supposed to look like nests.

The sister gets credit for that too.

The flatware?  It belongs to The Duchess

The stemware belongs to me. It's Aurora Blue by Denby and has been a fixture in this house since the Great Wedding Adventure of '84. 



I love the sunshine on those napkin rings. It makes them look like a sea of glass. They belong to the Duchess. I think she got them at Bed Bath and Beyond.

The cross stitched napkins are mine, though. They're a treasure made by my grandmother. It's actually a butterfly. You can't tell when it's scooched up like that.

Eggs painted blue

to match the ones on  the book.

There's absolutely no reason for this shot other than the fact

 that I thought it looked cool with the egg in the glass.

Brown candle sticks from Willow House belong to me.

But those turquoise blossom votives belong to the Sister.

That slick-eared bunny doesn't belong at all.

The Sister stuck it there to see how long it would take me to notice. Then she stood there with the exact same pose and expression. She's such a twerp.

Growing up, her nickname was Thumper.

He got the thump.

That about sums it up. It was definitely a shared effort
and creative therapy
 for a stir crazy Duchess.

The table in the sunlight...

And by candlelight

And even though it was set it for my family,

won't you join us too?

You're always welcome

at the

The Table of Grace

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I'll be sharing this for Tablescape Thursday
and for Seasonal Sundays
at The Tablescaper