Happy Fourth of July….
Sparklers, parades, fiery flowers in the night sky….summer.
A few of my fave pics from our fourth’s past.
They grow so fast…
...sigh...
celebrate with your family and friends!
Happy Fourth of July….
Sparklers, parades, fiery flowers in the night sky….summer.
A few of my fave pics from our fourth’s past.
They grow so fast…
...sigh...
celebrate with your family and friends!
…and I want a couple of cool longboards for shutters.
and a floor the color of liquid turquoise.
Why not?
Photos from: Windsor Smith
Pop on over to Julia's place to see everything from Americana to Zen
at Hooked on Friday's...
… of my favorite Mom’s 80th birthday this Sunday…
okay, okay ONLY Mom...but still favorite
My brother completely surprised us by flying down from NYC, and we all
headed further south to the Sundy house and Taru Gardens
in Delray Beach.
We had an amazing brunch among the tropical flora and fauna
Cool Mimosas and bloody Mary's flowed freely
Never left to get below half of a glass
After several courses of lovely delectables like smoked salmon and curried pasta...
florentine eggs benedict and Crepes bananas foster…
Mahi mahi and wood smoked pork
Oh....it just went on and on and on...
We took a break to stroll through the secret gardens
Where we stopped at the natural rock bottomed pool,
and dipped our toes in amongst the colorful small fish
dancing in the crisp water…
With Mimosas in hand we continued to wander through the acre garden…
...Back at our table for another round of tropical smogasboard...
Oy...I’m still full.
The food was spread out through many different parts of the historic Inn
Can’t think of a better place to celebrate 80 amazing years…
To many, many more….
and we’ll keep the mimosas flying!
okey dokey?
So…You have had a peek at parts of our back yard
Here you can see the little casita (guesthouse) in the background…
…Just threw these in ‘cause they are blooming now…and knock my socks off!
Anyways... I am pretty darn positive you have not seen the front of our humble Casa
For good reason…mind you.
It is not lovely in the least.
Oh…it has potential, and yes I have planted a lot of donated and traded plants in it.
But
curb appeal particularly at the door… it lacks.
See the walkway…it was chatahootchie…that son #3 spent a summer scraping off... to get to the concrete.
I'm told it wasn't fun. I'm told some wouldn't come off.
Now we plan on covering it with homemade concrete pavers.
Yep.
Let me just say, it is GRUELING work to make these pavers. Sift the cement, add the sand, add cobinations of tint…mix with trowel…pour into molds…
Lather. Rinse.Repeat.
A friend who is truly an artisan is doing it…and I helped…well, with eight of the pavers
we need over 40.
gulp.
I was ready to pack it in, man. I was filthy, hot, stained in shades of umber and rust brown…Both skin and clothes...
But Ole’ artisan man kept on truckin’.
The plan started innocently enough
with my love of Rio De Janeiro’s sidewalks…
But...knew that may be too much of a stretch.
I think I saw the husband wipe a brow on that one!
So then I moved to this idea…ish
Then to here…cause I loved the use of the small rocks on the risers…and the color
Then I got realistic… and said to self~
“self... if we even get close to a color like this I don’t need much else”
But….I kept seeing this
…Probably because I am using it as a screen saver…
So…half of the infamous back killing pavers are made Thank you Dale! and we need to make some steps, and add rock to the risers...
and mud in the pavers….and ...
That…among 100 other things…is the summer project.
phew.
What are you dreaming about/working on/ planning and scheming?
hmmmmm?
Because there are some truly benevolent souls
Check out my guest post on DECOROLOGY....
Run, girl, Run!
Nothing more.
Nothing less. Just dripping hot.
Enjoy some inside outside living
and imagine an oasis from the hot sun…
I am.
Towel, please.
These doors slide open…
…From here.
cool to the touch
stone floor.
Source: Florida Design
Happiest Fathers Day to the father of our four teens!
It has been an amazing ride!!
Breakfast in bed…handed over by a quite adorable 18 year old guy with severe bed head hair
click on pic for recipe...yum
A groggy 19 year old pulling himself up to wish you a happy day
Others still sleeping….and will…until 11:00. Teens!
You are loved.
And hey….I weeded the dog path for ya...my back still hurts!
although...I know you would rather see the car washed...
I can only exert so much energy, ya know...maybe next year...
A man's children and his garden both reflect the amount of weeding done during the growing season.
~Anonymous
And, maybe more appropriately, at this slice in our life…
When I was a boy of 14, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be 21, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years.
~ Mark Twain
Happy, Happy Day to all of the Daddies out there!
And my Dad?...He never did believe in Hookypook Hallmark holidays his exact words...
So a wink and a nod to him...because it's Sunday
He's fixing something way up there.