Taken about 1956, this is my brother Paul and the first of many male Siamese cats named "Cougar" I love the rugs on the floor: those are braided wool made by my Grandma. But check out that ivy wallpaper and the utterly non-matching floral curtains. It's obviously Christmas time, because of the Christmas Cards thumb-tacked to the door. Remember when everyone sent Christmas cards, even if they lived right next door? And yes, those are gun cases propped up behind the sofa. Pappy was a gunsmith. There were guns in almost every corner of the house. And no one ever got shot. Although we did stub our toes on them quite often.
Fast forward about 8 years. Same brother, same room, different couch, and All New Wallpaper! Ivy wallpaper, of course. Poor Paul! He had the mumps something awful! I remember that darn sofa, that metal frame was brutal. The cushions were down-filled and held no shape whatsoever, so I was always bonking my head on the frame.
Times change, people grow up and move away, but the Ivy Wallpaper must remain! This picture is from 2006, I believe. In today's modern decor, it seems downright quirky to plaster the walls with artistic renderings of an outdoor plant, but that was the Wallpaper-world!
At least she's graduated to a smaller-scale ivy print!