HOW TO DRAPE A CANOPY BED : HANGING LIGHT SHADES.
How To Drape A Canopy Bed
- A canopy bed is a decorative bed somewhat similar to a four poster bed. A typical canopy bed usually features posts at each of the four corners extending four feet high or more above the mattress.
- Canopy beds are beds decorated with a canopy. Sometimes they use four posts that are connected at the top with rails that fabric can be hung from. Other times, a hoop is hung from the ceiling over the bed and the fabric drapes down from the hoop.
- A bed supported by four tall posts with a cross members joining the posts that may be used for a supporting a fabric canopy cover, swags, curtains, etc. Find bedroom furniture.
- Providing detailed and practical advice
- A how-to or a how to is an informal, often short, description of how to accomplish some specific task. A how-to is usually meant to help non-experts, may leave out details that are only important to experts, and may also be greatly simplified from an overall discussion of the topic.
- Practical advice on a particular subject; that gives advice or instruction on a particular topic
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- Let (oneself or a part of one's body) rest somewhere in a casual or relaxed way
- place casually; "The cat draped herself on the sofa"
- Arrange (cloth or clothing) loosely or casually on or around something
- Adorn, cover, or wrap (someone or something) loosely with folds of cloth
- arrange in a particular way; "drape a cloth"
- curtain: hanging cloth used as a blind (especially for a window)
Good morning - surprise
Monday night at 7,000' it rained hard, it thundered, it flashed lightening....and evidently .... it snowed. Thankfully the sun came out soon after we emerged from our comfortable bed in the back of our pickup truck. CEDAR MESA ROAD TRIP 17-26TH APRIL 2011 ~ Mr. & Mrs. Oldmantravels In all we spent ten days and nine nights on the road, camping in the back of our pickup truck two nights, sleeping in our backpacking tent in Grand Gulch, and the other six nights luxuriating in the comforts of a motel room. Gas prices ranged from a low of $3.56 a gallon to $3.89, which was the highest we paid on this trip. We saw several $4.00 a gallon signs along the way. Our figure 8 route took us through portions of Washington, Oregon, Idaho, Utah, Colorado, and Nevada. We drove a couple of roads we had never traveled; met some truly wonderful people; took many interesting day hikes to places we had never been, and tried out some new internal frame backpacks on a short backpacking trip into Grand Gulch. Most of our activity, and time spent, was centered around the Cedar Mesa area of Southeastern Utah. Though the weather forecast did not look favorable for the first portion of our time in Utah, it turned out fine. It wasn’t until the return portion of our road trip, where we ran into several storms (thunder and lightening storms, a nasty hail storm, and a few snow storms thrown in). If any of you are interested, in for whatever reason on following the travel portion of our road trip, you can connect these dots to form the figure 8 route we traveled, from start to finish: Home in Eastern Washington; Pendleton; Boise; Salt Lake City; Spanish Fork; Price; Green River; Hanksville; Natural Bridges National Monument; Blanding; [several days spent in the Cedar Mesa area]; Moab; Cisco; Mack; Rangely; Dinosaur; Vernal; Duchesne; Heber City; Salt Lake City; Wendover; Elko; Lamoille; Mountain City; Owyhee; Mountain Home; Boise; Pendleton; & home. 2.Tuesday 19th April 2011 I was in for quite the surprise when I threw the canopy rear window open. Snow! Not much but our windshield was frozen solid with a coating of thick ice and snow. I had almost left our ice scraper at home, but was glad we now had it with us. The sun was starting to come out as we drove out of our camp past a large group of young people, who had camped in floorless tents the night before. They were standing out in the sage brush bundled up in every garment they had with them. Their sleeping bags and tents were draped over the sage, while they and their gear tried to dry out with the welcome rays of morning sun. We drove on to the Kane rangers’ station and arrived a little before 8 am. We viewed the mandatory film in order to be able to procure our backcountry permit on Thursday morning, when we planned to take a short backpacking trip down Government Trail, and then up Grand Gulch. Thursday and Friday looked the most promising for good weather. The volunteers and staff located at Kane rangers’ station are perhaps the most knowledgeable and helpful people I have found anywhere at a rangers’ station. These folks hike the area (as one lady ranger told me “we ~ range ~ the area we are responsible for”). Super people! We then checked into a motel in Blanding for two nights, stopping just long enough to leave everything but our day hiking gear and heading out to do some canyon and cliff dwelling hiking in the Cedar Mesa/Comb Ridge area. We hiked to several cliff dwellings and rock art panels and covered a lot of territory. We met a couple our age from Albuquerque. I will call them L & M. They were our age and experienced hikers, who knew the Cedar Mesa area well, having come to the area year after year. When we ended up at the same “trail head” together, a long conversation ensued. My wife and I learned a lot from them, and when they invited us to join them to hike along with them, we quickly accepted. We hiked for a ways with L & M and then took separate routes. Later, when I failed to find a site I had been looking for, they graciously guided us right to it. We had been close on our own but would not have found it on this trip, without their expert help. We hiked with them for awhile more, then split up once again as my wife and I were headed to more sites where they had already been and they had their on field work objectives, so we thanked them and headed our own way. We hiked the rest of the day and didn’t get back to Blanding until evening. I had some nasty cactus “glochids’ lodged in my jeans cuffs, which took some expert tweezers work back at the motel, to get out. NOTE: I promised a Flickr hiker, who gave me some valuable “hints” about the location of a couple of sites we hiked to, that I would not post or give information about where they are and how to find them. I made a similar commitment to L & M. I intend to honor those promises to these nice people, so other than what information I give with the photographs themselves, I wil
day 351 ~ 365
“Welcome to the jungle...” At 7am this morning I woke up to find a..... wait for it... waaaaaaaaaait forrrr iiiiiiit.... COCKROACH crawling on my arm!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEK! UUUUUUGH! YUCK! AARRGGH! WTF?!?! WTF?!?! WTF?!?! *a flying cockroach too! Gosh I hate those things! Grrrrr! Yes... this is Florida and this is what can (and eventually will) happen to you when you live in a tropical petri dish! No matter how clean you are (and we’re total clean freaks w/a tad of clutter, lol) and now matter if you have a million-dollar home or a shack (ours is more of the latter... lol)... you will see the occasional cockroach, spider, etc.... especially during the rainy season. (Grrrr!) Lately Maggie and I have been bleaching everything, making sure not even ONE dish or glass is left in the sink at night, and clearing away extra leaf clutter on our front deck to keep the possibility of those nasty, eeeeeevil bugs from wanting to enter our humble abode. Seems that hasn’t worked well enough. Boohoo! Well... after my horrific ordeal (Maggie was in the bathroom getting ready for school when the catastrophic event occurred, lol) I decided to get a bug/mosquito net for our bed. (Yeah, I know how much our bed looks like a 6-year old girls bed now with her ‘pretty pretty princess canopy’ draping over it.... haha) I figured no amount of bug spray would ward off those evil bastards so placing a net over the bed (and yes, all of the edges of the netting are tucked tightly under our mattress!) would be our best option b/c yeah.... this is NOT, I repeat.... NOT!... happening to me again! Nuh-uh. No way! No how! Hell..... NO! So for all of you who longingly wish you could live in ‘beautiful’ Florida.... you might want to think again before ever moving down here. *unless you love living in the jungle. ;-) haha ~S