The Hanging of the Ferns

Last year, I didn’t even bother with them.  As scandalous as it may seem, I went against time-honored tradition and inflamed the neighbors with a wrap-around porch that dared to go bare.  I haven’t always been this way. I’ve done hanging baskets and ferns in years past.  But I'd been burned. 

I had to take some time away.

I told myself I didn’t need them, that they just weren’t right for me, with their watering requirements and tendency to scorch in strong sunlight.

But the call was strong, and the sacrifice seemed suddenly small. And Lowes had them for a little over $8.

There would be ferns again.

And so we hung them, north and south, and even west, and they shall sway in redemption until the cool frost of fall calls them home,

or a hailstorm comes today and beats the fronds off of them.

On second thought, it’s June

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you could tell from my last post, I had all good intentions of telling you about a lot of things. And then I didn’t. And it seems so long ago now that I think we’re just going to let it go.  If you have a burning desire for the chocolate cake recipe, or are just dying to know what play we went to (Little Women), or all about my chore chart, or details about our mantel, leave me a comment or send me an email and I’ll happily oblige.  Otherwise, bygones.

It’s been nearly two months since I thought about all that. My attention span is considerably shorter than two months. I’m flaky like that.  It’s who I am.

What were we talking about again?

Let’s just be friends again, ok?

OK?

Everything and Stuff and I’m not lyin’

Sorry to disappear for a bit, there. With all that snow and cold, dreary weather, I lost my mojo.

“Looking out on the morning rain
I used to feel so uninspired
And when I knew I had to face another day
Lord, it made me feel so tired”

(Name that tune. Yes, it will live in your brain for days, too. And you might just have the urge to color your hair. You’re welcome.)

My chairs are blowing off the front porch as we speak, but the grass is green, and I’m feeling better already.

Can I get an Amen?

I have some stuff to tell you about, just not all today.  Here’s a preview of coming attractions:

Umm, yum.  I have a recipe for this here somewhere. I think it was called Triple Chocolate Bundt Cake. It was good, but not quite as moist as I would have liked. I may need to tinker with it a bit. Or not over-bake it. So I’ll post that soon.

This is a really bad picture of a really beautiful project my husband recently finished.  I think I took this with the ipad.  I’ll have better pictures and some in-progress photos when I do this post.

My life has been radically changed, and I’m not kidding around, by the introduction of a chore chart and a menu plan.  If I can figure out how to, I’ll be glad to share the file I’m using.  My house is much cleaner, my family fed, and I can’t say enough good things about it.

Little Girl and I were recently treated to an afternoon at the Barter Theatre, an early birthday present from Nana. This was a picture from that day. I’ll tell you about that, and talk a little bit about the book the play was based on.

That’s things around here.  How’s your neck of the woods? Have a great weekend!

Because it snowed today…

And my bones are brittle from lack of Vitamin D,

I decided to pull out some pictures from last year. March 15 of last year, to be precise.

Won’t be long now!