my space

over the past few days, many pieces of oddly named swedish furniture have found themselves coming to life in our house. And the summerhouse hasn't been left out. It has now been made into a pink oasis of calm and fabric swatches, with a little desk and a couple of armchairs. I somehow don't think it will stay like this for long, but I'm hoping to get one warm evening down there with a glass of wine and some craft books, before it becomes too littered with toys.