July

The hydrangeas are in bloom. It's been so humid that beads of moisture sit on your skin, almost as if you have been walking through clouds. We've been enjoying walks with Thorn. I've been trying to get back into making something, anything. 

It's hard to believe it's July already. In a couple days it will be my birthday. While I have to work on my actual birthday I'm hoping the days leading up to it, we can go strawberry picking,  have a picnic in the park, and maybe another day at the beach. These would be real presents. 

Welcome Summer

We welcomed summer with arms wide open this weekend. It started with adding a new family member. Thorn, the lab hound rescue pup. He was part of a litter that was rescued from a TX kill shelter and after spying those big velvety ears, who could say no. While adding a pup has come with sleepless nights and a kit cat that is just not too pleased with us, he's all worth it. 

School is out, beach days have begun, strawberry shortcake made, and roadside flowers picked. Yesterday we found a beach that allowed dogs and decided it would be a beach day. There were not 1 but 2 scary bridges to drive over. The beach was perfect. We saw crabs in the water, got lots of sand on ourselves + the beach blanket, and enjoyed the sun. 

It's just the beginning of summer and we are already in love with it.

Technology Spell

Yes I finally upgraded my old old phone to an IPhone! I've been instagraming away - if you want you can follow me here. Hope everyone is enjoying the outdoors, late summer nights, and school ending as much as we are.

In Full Bloom

The rose garden at the park is in full bloom. A sweet smell of roses is drafting down the road, especially with all the rain we have been getting. This weekend dear hubby and I made window boxes for the house. We filled them to the brim with hanging petunias in purple and white, and also some hanging vines. Hubby got a rickety ladder out of the basement and carefully, while I pleaded for him to not get hurt, put the window boxes on the thick stone ledges. Today we noticed bees and a hummingbird visiting the new flowers.                      

We also planted some more herbs and a white peony bush that I can't wait to bloom big frothy ruffled flowers. Onyx the cat is loving the catnip plant, maybe just a little too much - he's currently sleeping it off on the couch. 

There was also some more wallpaper stripping - Ugh it's one project that I wouldn't mind ending. We only have the downstairs hallway and our room left. It's the hardest paper of all. Thick, shiny, and doesn't like to peel off easily even with water/fabric softener mixture. Paint swatches have been hung up just in anticipation. A deep dark navy blue for just one wall of our bedroom - called Midnight. Tuxedo Tie, Lunar Eclipse, Belle Grove White, and Snowday are just a couple other colors we like for other rooms. 

My back is starting to feel better, and I am really grateful. I've always known that I like to keep busy, but I never realized how much until I was stuck to the couch for a couple days. Honestly I can say I am not a television person. But with all that thinking time, there was a lot of planning. Crafty things that I just can't wait to start. 

Three

This week we:
+ ate on the porch
+ watched birds
+ cheered Damien at his math competition
+ rested, because I hurt my back
+ celebrated my blog turning 3
There will be more of a celebration here too, just as soon as I am up and moving more easily again. ♥ Thank you for sharing these 3 years with me. 

List Making Months

The spring rain has made it's arrival. Sprinkling throughout the day, then full on hazy hot humid sun. This is the kind of weather that makes me forgetful, so much so that it just took me a full minute to think of the word. House plants have been neglected of water and even had to regretfully be thrown out. Paleo eating has been put on the back burner for awhile, and then picked up again. Books have been left half read, a quilt has been started with no pictures, a photography course is half over and not written about. This space has been hit the hardest, along with time for myself. 

I wake up with the thoughts of capturing a minute here and there for sewing or drawing. When I get home at night and the magical golden hour of sun is hitting I try to grab my camera. But it's hard to remember. It starts off slowly, the "I will do it later" or the "I'm not in the mood". Then you find you haven't done anything creative - no finished work to show, only the lists of what you wanted to do. While the inspiration and the thoughts are there, they seem to always be left for the next day.

Every year there seems to be a month or two like this for me. My list making months.