I love these two. They are one. Universal message of love. Tis the season so I thought I would give them a little tender, loving, care and paint them. I think they are beautiful, but over the years, they have grown old and tired. Too much sun exposure. I do like their imperfections. Especially around their faces. I could have left them alone and been fine with it. However, knowing what I know about paint and its transformative powers, I took the leap with a sample of pot of Farrow and Ball‘s Hardwick White.

I thought I loved them before, but now I cannot stop staring at them.

What do you think? Did I serve them well or strip their personality? I’m not sure. I am sure that I adore this paint color from Farrow and Ball.

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