Yes, that's my dear little"haint blue" ceiling I've always wanted. Mom and I used to wish for it when we'd sit outside, but we both thought the ceiling was vinyl... I asked him if he could paint vinyl, and he reached up to be sure... now maybe he could have, but my ceiling wasn't vinyl after all. This is the superstitious color of choice from the Olde South to keep the spirits away... They are purported to be skittish of the blue, thinking it to be water... plus I just like blue!
And my other friend visiting that evening took these pictures!
And here I am... dreaming away... (in my dreams...)
And a shot of my porch in progress.
Have a great May!