For the first few years we lived in a rental house. I remember that sofa - it felt nubby, and the cushions slid all over. The beautiful lamp would accompany us to the new house, along with the table and the picture on the wall. That picture adorned the living room for decades until one year I bougth them another, just because it seemed as if it had done its part and deserved the shade of the basement.

The drapes did not follow, which is why I have no memory of them.