Planting narcissus and bringing fall indoors…

Fall flowers awaiting their Thanksgiving debut

in a vintage champagne bucket

 

Ilex, croton from the garden…and orange tulips from afar

Paper white bulbs….

 

slowly opening and unfurling for winter

I love collecting thrift store trophy bowls and loving cups through the year

and planting the narcissus in them

easy….and so winter in the tropics to me!

 

“Bread feeds the body, indeed, but flowers feed also the soul.”

                                                                                       ~Koran

A bathroom…

As big as an airplane

lav….

 

That would be our  powder room.

Took me 4 minutes to paint it  including priming and getting the mail.

When just the Mexican star is lit….It feels like the night sky.

A fave snap of Picaso on the beach

brought to Staples and made into an engineering print

$4.99 clams.

Benjamin Moore Hale Navy on the teensy walls.

Now

just need to place this  suggestion somewhere…

Apparently tight spaces can be confusing…

OOOO

carry on.

Land of the free…BECAUSE of the brave.

To an awesome Veteran’s Day!

This time…a ONE minute lamp re-do.

I tell ya.

Getting faster and faster at this.

:: Lamp re-do weekend in the ole casa ::

Added some grass cloth wallpaper to these lamp shades

 

And

well... you know.

Big Black Dog approved.

Another 3 minute re-do…'cause that is all the time I can afford...

So…I found a  reading lamp

for 30 clams

Nothing exceptional….but wanted the warmth of brass.

Enter this paint

and about two minutes of my time

 

Voila.

Now the dog can read

On HIS couch

::sigh::

EVERYBODY deserves 49 seconds of peace…

Use your 49 seconds wisely :).  

Sharing a slice of ours…

With YOU.

Autumnal sunshine. Or, walking around on a lazy fall day…

Hanging lanterns waiting for cooler nights to be lit and sparkle

Some still budding

Others…

fading.

.

Gates to the secret garden jungle

painted

adorned with a new handle.

Jungle continuing to jungle

Those are hoses. not snakes.

I think monkeys may live here.

With us.

one never knows, in the jungle.

Forgotten statues become unearthed when the leaves drop.

...I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house.

So I have spent almost all the daylight hours in the open air.

                                                                                                     ~Nathaniel Hawthorne, 10th October 1842