Happy Labor Day everyone. Today is the official end of summer around here. Tomorrow it’s back to school and schedules for me and mine.
In all honesty, it hasn’t been the relaxing summer of past years. Between the well, the deck, the siding, and the heating, we’ve had workers showing up anywhere from 6:55-10 am every day with a few random no-shows thrown in. I’ve never been a morning person, and I enjoy drinking my coffee wrapped in my fuzzy pink bathrobe. Somehow, I don’t think that’s the most appropriate thing to wear when I greet workers, so my relaxing mornings have been few.
Of course tomorrow will bring a whole new meaning to the phrase getting up early. Baby Girl has to be at school around 7, that means I have to be up and at am around 6:45 am. My pink bathrobe my go in to permanent retirement. Just one more reason I will miss summer.
Let’s take a look back and see what happened in August around here.
First of all, I shared what we’ll loosely call Book Art.
I’ve been experimenting by folding other shapes with mixed results, and I’ve even made a few new and exciting book projects–maybe I’ll share a few later this week. For anyone who didn’t read Breakin’ Out the Books, I am a reader, I do love and respect books. That being said, the former owners left behind stacks of Reader’s Digest Condensed Books. I have a long history with these kind of books.
When I was a little kid, my family would pile into a too small vehicle and spend three very long days in the car travelling back to Kansas. I’d usually spend hours in the car reading–when me and my brothers weren’t poking each other or begging to stop at the world’s largest prairie dog. You may not have guessed, but it was a long, hot drive and by the time we reached my grandparents, I was all out of good reading material. So I scavenged in their book shelves and ended up reading more than my fair share of Reader’s Digest Condensed books. The problem with these books is when they remove the author’s words, they steal some of the book’s soul. I later read some of the unabridged versions and was half-way through before I realized it was the same book. So I have no qualms using these books for my silly projects.
My Garden In the Sky is small, but we’ve been enjoying the sweet cherry tomatoes as we watch the sun set each night. It still brings plenty of pleasure. I transplanted my lovely seedlings at just the wrong time. We were all headed out of town, and we have stacks of small plants needing watering. Some got watered, some did not. My seedlings were toast by the time we got home. Oh well, live and learn. We also had a surprise with the lavender–a lot of it is totally not lavender. It reminds me of gallardia, but the color seems off. Any ideas on what this is?
We do have two plants that at this moment strongly resemble lavender, so there’s still hope for adding some purple to the landscape.
The Mr’s folks came back from visiting friends with some bee balm, so instead of swaths of purple, maybe we’ll have rosy-hued hills. They’re looking a little scraggly at the moment, but it’s September. It’s going to have to rain soon then they’ll perk up.
Everything In Its Place lasted for about a minute–OK maybe a week. It wasn’t the Mr, it wasn’t the kids, it was the electrician. We had to run power to the outside heating units, and the bikes and camping gear were in the way. Since I’d already figured out a way to arrange them neatly, it was much easier the second time around. A little tidying is catching. I noticed the Mr out there the other day organizing some of his tools.
I tried my hand at getting some conversation going on paint colors. It’s pretty doggone white in here. Well it wasn’t an epic fail, but it was close. I had 10 fabulous people vote on Fireplace Sizzle, and 50%, that would 5, voted for Calming Blue.
I wanted to open it up to all those creative thinkers out there, so I had an option where they could choose their own color scheme. Lo and behold, two people did just that. Unfortunately, they failed to mention what colors those might be…maybe ESP will come to the rescue. I’m just not that gifted.
Back to This & That, Baby Girl won 3 out of 6 matches at her first beach volleyball tournament down in Seaside, OR. It was a lot of fun and a good show for her first time playing doubles. In other volleyball news, our Baby Girl was voted captain of the JV squad this year. We are looking forward to a great season.
Meanwhile, Sweet Miss and I enjoyed a few days at Western Washington University. She’s all registered for classes and looking forward to moving in later this month.
Now for the crucial question, did Mary Kay (aka Theo) witch a well? No, but she avoided spots with brush and stickers, so that’s about 90% of our property, so there’s still hope. And the old well is chugging along just fine.
We did some major and some minor Freshening Up all in the name of keeping the walls standing and making it look cared for.
The Mr has also been working on some other areas where the siding failed. I believe it’s a bit of a stop gap measure but will keep things safe for now. You also might notice the sweet little sequoia near the french doors. I know it looks tiny now, but some day is will Soften the Angles of our funky home.
In Changing My Mind, I talked about the many reincarnations of the laundry room. It’s funny how one thing leads to another. With a little tidying up, I’ve been encouraged to do a little more. I’ve hung up the brooms and brought in another rug. This’ll be the spiffiest laundry room ever.
Now that the Mr has the windows caulked and the weep holes replaced, I’m thinking the screens and windows need a good washing. Like I said, it starts looking good and you’re encouraged to do even more.
That brings us to the end of the month, to the approach of fall, to The Harvest. Blackberries are far and above our largest crop this year and the blackberry BBQ sauce I made last week was wonderful.
Yesterday, we hiked the backyard, down to the valley, followed the river trail north to the roundabout and headed up the hill and home. It was a long, sweaty, sticker-strewn hike. The girls stopped along the way to pick blackberries. I don’t think they’ve picked at home at all. Don’t worry; there’s time.
Along with house stuff, we’ve celebrated Sweet Miss’ 18th birthday, and me and my sweet, handsome man’ 21st wedding anniversary. We’ve enjoyed bon fires, back-to-school shopping, volleyball try-outs, and college registration. It’s been a good month, and I’m looking forward to fall. I think I’ll take the rest of this holiday to throw the ball to the dog, spend some time with my man, check out the girls’ shopping finds, and enjoy some good BBQ. Tomorrow morning is going to come bright and early.