Decor Inspired by Nature

The other day, I mentioned my desire to update my bedroom's decor, and I decided to go along with a similar topic again today. I hope you don't mind.

When I'm out and about and find something that is unusually pretty or beautifully designed, I'll take a picture of it to add to my dream collections to hopefully be able to use them as ideas in my own home someday. Do you do this too?

Here are all the pieces/decor that represent inspiration drawn from nature:

I truly love this splash of beautiful pink sprigs twisted into a wreath. I did make this purchase and have this hanging up in my dining room. It may be a more seasonal item, but it's so lovely that I keep it up all year. Bought at Joann's Fabrics.

Another seasonal item that I found to be perfect for a rustic home. Probably easy to
make yourself. Found at Target.

How amazing is this unique table? My love of butterflies must definitely show. I found this at Ross merely a few days ago and so badly want to return and purchase it if it is still there.

Peacocky. The colors here matched with the glittery shimmer of the
paints. This would be a beautiful item to display balanced as the color
piece with candles and flowers of neutral shades. Discovered at Fred Meyer.

I hope you enjoy these inspirational pieces. What would you use them for?

Happy dream decorating,

Em

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