It’s the season ladies and gents! I look forward to this every year. We kick it off with strawberries in June. This was little Mr.s first time, and as an avid lover of all things strawberry, and yes he did break into the fridge after some and the outcome was not pretty. This was going to be exciting! He watched us, the wheels turning, as we picked
and put them in the bucket. He was so helpful couriering the berries from us to the bucket. Then came a moment of realization and well hold up in the berry acquisition. As Dad popped a berry into his mouth. Colin saw this and it came to him, “there are the same berries from the fridge!.” Now we had to not only fill our buckets but also fill his tummy. But soon enough he was berry’d out and back to helping, in his own way. Yep he became my little 30lb weight for my picking squats. Not bad a workout, beautiful location and yummy rewards! 15lbs later we were ready to head home.
The next time we headed into the fields was more recently during Raspberry season! This time Colin was prepared having visiting Grandma Cox and her small berry patch. He went to picking though none ever seemed to make it into the basket. I have to admit this are more tempting to me and I had a hard time filling my bucket, I made a deal with myself 5 in 1 for me. Mmmmm, they are so good! 20lbs later we were done and so was little Mr. He’s such a good sport and a sucker always helps! Home we went and bottled some jam for the pantry and froze a little too. A few days later I got a little hankering so back out to the field we went, my boys are so good to me. This time we kept it to 4lbs for our snacking pleasure. Ohhhh I love this season. Now on to blueberries! We planted 6 plants this year and already have a few handfuls yield. The obviously won’t be enough, so I’ll be updating you with when we get that picking done!
These lovely flowers are from the hydrangea bushes I planted, and didn’t kill,this year.
My life is full of things, I’m sure yours is too, and my little blog which I love and love to post on is well, desolate, empty and neglected. I know in a world of the quick posts on facebook and instagram, blogs are kinda a bother. I mean you have to go off the social networking page just to read ughhhh what a hassle :). And yep you just saw me use an emoji which is so crazy even for me to think about but apparently you gotta get with the times. But I’m going to work back and share some of our past adventures and some current ones with you because I still love my little space as neglected as it is and I hope you lovely internet people will take a second and travel to our little spot to share our life with us.
So along with the many projects our lovely little cottage has given us, cabinet refinishing, fans, lights, walls, mud rooms etc. There was a big, bright, red one in the room, the family room to be exact and it was staring us right in the face. Now don’t get me wrong I like brick, but I was a little overwhelmed by the intensity and attention this fireplace was taking. So I set about figuring how we could give our fireplace a “cheap” face lift. After researching multiple options, and going over them with My Mr, who actually had strong opinions on this matter, he usually leave decor and style to me And he really wanted to keep the texture. So here’s what I came up with! A whitewashed look to take off the intensity and not destroy the texture the brick gives the room. Boy was it a lot of work, probably round 7 hours to do the whole thing. There was sponging the grout (which was the worst!), and painting the brick, then sponging the brick so it looked natural and not like there were paint brush lines. After the first section I stepped back and thought “what did I just do to my fireplace?” But My Mr. kept my confidence up, he would say “it looks good, I like it, keep going.” So I kept at it! I broke every nail on my hands, and I think I bruised my finger tips sponging all the grout, they were raw and sore even with gloves on. I finished, stepped back and finally caught the vision it only took me doing pretty much the whole thing and then seeing it in the light of day to love it. Nice texture, and softening of the bricks harsh color it really looks lovely now. Something we will enjoy for years to come. Whitewashing skill acquired! I love the details of our home, there are things about it that make it so unique and beautiful.
Our new house has been wonderful but also brought some challenges as we re configure how we function with our furniture in our new place. I had been toying with the idea of building a bench for our eating area. The space just seemed to lend itself to one rather than chairs, glad I bought my nice ones, Awhh well. Anyway I can still use some chairs so not a total loss. Regardless I didn’t just want a un-comfy wooden bench and there were space constraints so I really had to figure this out! While doing my usual craigslist searches I stumbled upon a tufted headboard. I thought gosh I like that wish I had a place to use it. Well two months later it hit me and the head board was still posted. I enlisted my handy mans advice on how I might turn this headboard into a bench. Which essentially gave him another crazy project to think about, he doesn’t have enough :). So we thought it through and made a plan, I talked the seller down to a quarter of her asking price I mean it had been up for a while, and they wanted it gone, right? We brought it home and promptly destroyed it! Yep I carefully cut the fabric back and we sawed the puppy down the middle, in essence making a back and seat for our bench. Then we added the fabric staples to secure the cut fabric, not an easy task but we made it work! Then came the wood working for My Mr. I of course didn’t want average legs, NO I wanted custom corbels. I mocked up a general design and wished My Mr. luck. He researched and diagrammed, cut and cut again, then finished sanded. And he created my corbels! Beautiful! A little paint and My Mr’s handy wall mounting skills (my little Mr. getting into the mix and learning from Dad), we tested and bounced to ensure it was secure. Then over the Thanksgiving holiday tested it with 4 adults and well total Success!!!! It is awesome! It is Beautiful, It was made with love, I know I know cheesy but it was actually a really fun project for us to do together. Now our wall seating is perfect and comfortable, even little Mr likes it, of course another place to climb on, how could it possibly fail. So another project under our belt in 2015!
Today we celebrate the changing of our lives forever. After years of trying to begin our family in every way imaginable our little boy found his way to us. It was the guiding hand of a loving Heavenly Father who set in motion a string of life-changing decisions and events that lead to his special addition to our family. I would be lying if I said there wasn’t a sense of fear on the day of his birth. I mean, how could anyone have the courage to place a child they had carried and couldn’t help but love to someone else? It was something even I, as much as I wanted, could understand how unfathomable this decision was. It took a very special birth mother. The moment I held my son for the first time I thought “whether you get to be mine forever or someone else’s you are a miracle and have changed me forever.” I held him and allowed myself to drink in the moment. My Mr. and I looked at this little being and emotions overwhelmed us. This season has forever taken on a new meaning and I cherish this beautiful little boy who is forever ours. I am reminded of the birth of our Savior, for whom this season is truly about. I have an abiding love for the miracle of His birth and coming into this world giving light and life to the world. I am grateful for this personal reminder to me of the grace and mercy of a loving Savior who has borne the sadness of the years when we felt this miracle might never come, and who through His life made it possible that we will be together forever. We pray that we may live a life of gratitude for our special Christmas miracle as he is truly a gift from God.
Happy Birthday My Little Mr. We love you, more than you know.
On a relaxing Saturday morning in our rather, well unkempt back yard, yes it’s a work in progress it’s been neglected for a few years. Anyway, we looked out our lovely bedroom window, talking and enjoying the fact that our little Mr. was sleeping in. Soon we noticed a white fuzzy thing in the corner of the yard. We automatically thought it was another local cat prowling the yard, Spike our neighbors cat is a regular, he’s nice so we don’t really mind their coming and goings and hey they keep down the rodents. But this was not Spike or the Orange tabby that he buddies around with. Nope this was a white spotted fuzzy one, or so we thought! The one mass melted into two and I yelled to My Mr. “They’re possums!” Oh dear, I remembered the episode of parks and recreation with the possum, and while not exactly accurate I knew I didn’t want them around. They scurried around and made themselves at home under our deck for the day, PERFECT, nocturnal animals, grrrrr! For the remainder of the day they tormented Pax with their very presence (smell mostly). But with our yard cleaning noise and lack of sustenance, (they’re meat eaters) they must have pack up and headed out under the cover of night. Thank heavens for that, let’s hope they don’t remember our cozy deck and decided to raise a family there, that would be a nightmare! Possums beware!
A quite simple moment, snuggled up on a warm summer’s evening in our hammock, intently staring at our lovely hummingbird feeder. (special housewarming gift from my parents) You see all my childhood my grandparents had hummingbird feeders out their kitchen window. Soon there were two and we would sit and look out waiting for a glimpse of these beautiful, tiny, spirited birds. In my adulthood my parents too have hummingbird feeders hung outside their window. Now as I wash dishes, or sit in my kitchen at dinner I look out my windows and watch for these birds. Amazing the memories caused by such a simple thing. The gentle hum of their wings is so soothing to me, and they buzz quickly by and hovering for an instant perch on the ledge of the feeder. They take a few seconds at first but now that the feeder has been there a few days they now sit for a minute or so, popping up and down, sipping and listening for a fellow hummingbirds approach. I amazed by the beautiful colors these little birds have, one is green and black and the other a red, orange color enhanced by the setting sun, it’s lovely. They both have these black and white stripes around their necks giving the look of colored shirt to there colorful tuxes. I love our new little visitors, I hope they stay all summer they add such fun to our windows. A perfect quiet moment, only the click of my shutter and the fluttering of wings. Oh the summer!