Hey bloggy friends! Sorry I haven't been blogging as much.
I've been on a big purge. The entire house is getting a thorough purging and cleaning.
Gotta work while the motivation is there, right? ☺
Purging means no sewing. No sewing means no blogging.
I should be back to regular blogging by next week.
Thanks for hanging in there with me!
LitteGirl had just turned two when I snapped this photo in 2005. She sat still long enough for me to braid her hair. We were awaiting Daddy's arrival home for lunch. The braids didn't make it until then. She's never been a girl who likes her hair 'done up' for a long duration. That's BettyLou, her beloved doll, she's holding. BettyLou is quite well-loved and wears her loved look very well.
What do I remember most about this snapshot? The elements around it...
The fence was built by me. It was my first big DIY project. It took me three days to complete, and it was only about 12 feet long. The fence connected the house to the garage, while keeping the children in the backyard. DH helped build and attach the gate.
We had recently transformed our ugly red brick house, turning it into a beautiful Southern home with just a couple coats of paint. It still amazes me what a sprayer, a few hours, and paint can do for an inanimate object. The color was customized to match the siding of the 2-car garage (and apartment above it) DH and I built the year before.
The gorgeous plants were favorites of mine. Almost a decade later, I still miss them. FYI...If you want to take your plants with you, put them in a container while your house is for sale...and stipulate in the contract container plants are not included in the sale. The hosta was a gift from a dear neighbor. He grows the most beautiful plants, and is mighty generous with sharing them. He not only decked out my garden in this photo, he brought numerous plants to beautify our new home when we left the neighborhood. I think of him every Spring when the hosta poke out of the ground, prettying up our yard.
The shrub was my introduction into bartering. A friend had just opened a nursery and needed some printing and logo design work. In exchange for designing their logo and mail-outs, I received the stunning Butterfly Japanese Maple (Acer palmatum 'Butterfly' for all you Latin enthusiasts). The shrub was the perfect addition to my backdoor garden. It's variegated lacy leaves were always putting on a show. They were silvery white and creamy green in the Spring; and turned from the prettiest pink to the darkest magenta in the Fall and Winter. Wonder if the current homeowner appreciates that Butterfly Maple as much as I did? Maybe I should make a midnight garden-run. ☺
Do the backgrounds of your photos elicit memories of the past?