Of A Sunday
Taking a break in what’s turning into Another Remodel. That is, my studio. Which Cute Redhead and I have miraculously both agreed needs to be redone. The paint color and the carpet both make us look at one another trying to recall our apparent drug-hazed motivations of several years back. Still can’t figure out how orange and brown happened.
But there’ll be shelves and tables getting ripped out, new paint, furniture, flooring, area rug, lighting and blinds brought it. Very much looking forward to it since the WiP blog is in the last stages of a new iteration and I’m chomping at the bit to lean into all the new projects related to it.
Not that I couldn’t start some of that now (and I have) (some). But I have this thing about starting new anything, be it something in the kitchen or something in my studio: I can’t start it until everything is cleaned first. Sort of like a fresh sheet of paper inside my head and all that.
Anyway, before I head to the paint store to pick up the new color, I thought I’d show you all a little more of what’s happening in the yard and making up some of our Sunday.
This apple tree hangs over part of the garden in the back. I wish it flowered like that all season.
That’s the compost so far. Do you have any idea how excited about this? In fact, that reminds me…I need to pick up a pitchfork.
Cute Redhead planted these little fellas. Pansies. Did you know they’re edible? I know because they came on a salad I ordered once. But they’re bitter. I don’t know why you’d eat those things.
One of the raspberry bushes. Quite a popular feature in the yard every summer. Beta Male and Charlie Girl usually see who can be the first to snag the ripe ones each morning.
This is the other apple tree, just outside my studio window and in the same area as the raspberries. A much bigger tree than the one by the garden, but always a good week and a half behind.
Here’s the vegetable garden again. Between you and me, I’m surprised the lines have stayed intact. I thought for sure the Golden Recliner or Stupid Cat would have shredded them by now.
And these little ladies, Ella, Mackenzie, and Chloe…Emma’s sorority pals, were busy digging next to the rhubarb. I don’t know why, but I managed a quick shot.
That’s some of what’s happening around here.
Happy Sunday everyone!
Springtime is awesome! Clary’s backyard is the best.
Beautiful-waiting on our apple trees to bloom-the latest freeze Thursday destryoed our Magnolia blooms bummer!
I wanna come visit! My yard is a blank canvas and I’m looking for ideas.
You’re welcome anytime, Mike. How do you feel about replacing sprinkler heads with your new best friend in Colorado?