EVOLUTION OF A DINING ROOM
Our Williamsburg West home in Columbia had a wonderful dining room with a bay window that looked out on a placid “lake” with ducks. The window was filled with morning sunlight that flowers and plants responded to happily. This photo shows the first iteration of that room, with our round antique maple pedestal table and the rustic pie stand from Beersheba to the left.
It seemed appropriate to have a Colonial Williamsburg apple tree as our Christmas centerpiece. I bought the wooden pyramid form with nails and covered it with shiny red Delicious apples, topped by a pineapple. Mother made a Christmas plaid tablecloth and the beautiful red poinsettia basket hanging in the window completed the picture.
The middle period of the dining room was the several years we converted it into a bedroom-sitting area for Mother. The table was moved into the living room, a hospital bed with portable oxygen replaced it. An antique bureau in the bay window became the repository for a variety of orchids that brightened the room. A recliner chair was added near the doorway to the living room and curtains were hung across the doorway for privacy.
In its later version, the dining room returned and now featured the dropleaf dining table and chairs we had when I was a child—manufactured by the Athens Table Company. As we closed out Mother’s house, we brought family favorites like this table to our home.
This photo was taken one spring Sunday when I invited people to lunch after church. Kristy (on the left) was a nurse who worked with me and went to church. We invited the Stanton family (the couple are sitting together on a chair for the photo) including their four beautiful little daughters. The two young women on the right were visiting students from Columbia International University. The one in the yellow sweater was from Japan and she brought me a lovely silk fan with butterflies on it! We enjoyed eating together, hearing the little girls chatter and laugh, and talked about our very different backgrounds. This table has a long history of being “The Welcome Table” and I love carrying on that tradition even now in my Nashville home.