Sleeping Under the Big Top

Dream Escape

There's just something festive and magical about sleeping under a tent, especially if said tent resembles something you might have seen on the grounds of a carnival or circus in the early 20th century. Maybe it's a bit of nostalgia for me — I spent the majority of my teenage years traveling to cities and towns of all sizes competitively showing horses — and I sure miss those days.

I don't need my tent to have striped fabric walls or bright and bold colors abound; I'm dreaming of something more subtle. A simple iron bed with a handmade quilt, a comfy old chair for reading (Water for Elephants is the perfect novel to evoke the mood of these days long gone), and the Moravian star pendant to cast a captivating glow throughout the night. No clowns or trained circus animals are necessary, but if a wild one passes through the meadow or field where my tent is situated, I imagine I'll pull out my old school camera to snap its picture. And since this is my fantasy, l'd like to be a short bike ride away from a picturesque, quaint town — one with a barber shop (pole and all), a candy store and an ice cream parlor, all parked on main street.

1. Star, oil painting on belgian linen by Amy Lind
2. Superior Moravian Star Light, Shades of Light.
3. Lazy Gal Quilt, Denyse Schmidt Quilts.
4. Bethany Iron Bed, Sundance Catalog.
5. Altair Tent, Anthropologie.
6. Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen, Strand Books.
7. Modern French Rocking Chair by R. W. Winfield, 1st Dibs.
8. Wood Log Barrel Stool, Hudson Goods.

(Images: Collage by Kimber Watson; Images as linked above.)