Oh, yesterday! Yesterday did not go well!!! Or rather, the silk-screening portion of yesterday did not go well. It went bad!!! It's a long story, but there was some bad paint. There was a wobbly table. There were some swears. There was frustration and mystery. There were conferences, another trip to the art-supply store, eventual solutions, and, later, a reluctant recognition of when to just call it quits for the day, a bike ride to the food carts, and some major hammock-relaxing. Ahhhhhhhh. There was happiness again!
[Worry worry worry.] She's not convinced.
It's okay, little corgi!!! We'll get it, I promise!
Today is already going much better. The problems seem to have been solved and I hear Andy-Paulson whistling in the air. Always a very good sign! PHEW DAT.
I'm pleased that the back yard is all put together now, I must say. I planted all of the fence planters the other day (a combination of climbing vines and . . . celery and lettuces [!] [?] ) so we will see what happens there. Today should be our third day in a row of gorgeous, warm, sunny, beautiful weather, and I swear you can actually see the plants basking. Along with every other living being in this city. Ahhhhhhhhh. Yes yes yes.
On our hammock we have a featherbed underneath a super-heavy queen-size down comforter that turned out to be too hot to actually sleep under. But it all makes the cushiest little nest for a hammock, which we use pretty much every single day of the summer. We have a big storage box around the side of the house, and every night if it looks like it might rain we take everything off of the hammock (and the pillows off of the Ad. chairs) and put them in the rain-proof box. It's kind of a pain, because the stuff is heavy to schlep across the yard and it takes a couple of trips, but we've been doing it this way for years and I think it's worth it.
That's our garage wall. That's climbing hydrangea on it. They might be two or three years old now. Eventually it will cover the wall. There are three plants; the one all the way to the left, in the darkest corner, is the smallest. We take the fountain in in the wintertime. By coincidence, it's the same exact color as the garage.
I wish I could remember where we got it but I forget. That was two or three years ago, too. Somewhere on-line. It's made out of resin or something, I think. Fake stone. Wasn't sure what to do with a big blank wall like this so we decided to create kind of a cloister garden feel. Can't wait until the hydrangea blankets it all.
So, the new door will go where the window with those red shutters is. And the deck will go where the old veggie garden is (and be about as big).
I like that little sun halo that is created by the setting sun. The sun, the sun, the beautiful, beautiful sun.