Mother Hubbard’s Cupboard
I’ve always been a bit envious of Old Mother Hubbard. She had the neatest old cupboard in which to store her dog’s bones. Who cares if it was bare! She had a cupboard. And I always imagined it as a grand old dame with multiple shelves and lots of storage and intricate hardware. It was made with lovely old wood and yes, there may have been a mouse hole.
The cupboard was not painted an icky brown on the inside, however. I’m quite sure it was a glistening sunshine yellow or seafoam green or even better — a lovely robin’s egg blue.
What a difference a little color makes.
Even if you have to borrow a paint brush from your kids’ art supplies just to paint a tiny edge very, very slowly, a little color can transform a piece of furniture. And that’s exactly what I did over the weekend.
I stumbled upon a Mother Hubbard cupboard and instantly fell in love. It was everything I’ve always dreamed that bare cupboard to be … except for the icky brown inside. I fixed that in a jiffy, though. I’m quite happy with the end result.
Robin’s egg blue is so much better than mud brown, don’t you think?
And I’ll fill it with ironstone pitchers and cookbooks and yes, maybe even a few bones for the dog.