Just a few photos from around my house this morning. This hasn't been the best week for me... I mean, I was just accepting the Naomi and Carl thing, feeling grateful that they have remained friends, but then this Oreo thing came along and now I feel bad for the three of them--and sad for me having to deal with that, as well. (If only Oreo wasn't so smart and the closest thing to a grandchild we have...) This has been one of those, "This too shall pass... this too shall pass," mantra weeks.
Yet I am feeling better today, for God and Time are healing my wounds. But I'm only up to sharing photos this morning, so here you go.
Not every house has a fake guest room, but ours does. Those are boxes beneath the spread. I began painting this room a couple weeks ago and already it looks a bazillion times better than it did with the horrible dark paneling. (If there's anything I hate about the 1970's, it's that Just Cover It With Paneling revolution.)
The red flower painting was a $5 yard sale find. The frame is amazing.
I painted two of our porch chairs a bright yellow and left the other two a light aqua. It's much more cheerful down there now. (Enlarge to see.)
We found this radio/tape player at a yard sale for $5. We love funky things such as this and the parrot bowl beside it.
Out in my poor old wild, neglected garden suffering from my annual It's August And I Just Don't Care About You Anymore Blues...