a butterfly parade

Several months ago my dad made me this frame of an old floor moulding found at Kratovo (my parents’ place). It is probably spent many years at our house and then several more years somewhere at the yard. It has traces of different paints and nails and you can definitely tell that this wood saw a lot. It is kind of “shabby” but I love it so much as it has stories to tell. Now it is at the living room in Moscow and I change its decor every once in a while. This month it is a butterfly parade. I dont think that it will stay there for long as decor is blamed to be too girlish as you can guess not by me. I still think it is chic:)