What a lovely morning this morning! As I am writing this I am sitting in my Coffee Spot out front on the porch and there is a cool little breeze blowing. I’ve got my Big Mug of vanilla coffee and truly, all is right with the world. ‘Paige Land’, as Big Daddy refers to it.
So here is a tiny bit of what’s spinning around in my crazy little head this week. My gears have been turning about Fall, as of late. So I’ve been mulling over an idea about flipping my front porch for the Season. I ALWAYS do the usually thing out here, you know
Switch out the wreath
Trade tired annuals for mums
Change out the mailbox cover
Buy a couple of pumpkins
Who am I kidding? I have a Pumpkin Problem. By the time I’m done buying them for the year, the lovely Hispanic gentleman who owns our neighborhood fresh produce market is looking at me like I’m crazy.
Little does this man know.
His accent is VERY thick. And so is mine. Sometimes we each resort to sign language to make our points in a conversation. Fact. He calls me ‘Meesuz’. You know, for Mrs. Last year I pulled up in my jeep at the exact moment he was unloading an entire truck full of pumpkins! My Lord it was Pumpkin Nirvana for a nut like me! So I stood there and handpicked mine as he went. He finally looked up at me and said, ‘Meesuz, you reeeeeeaally like pumpkins!’
I think I freaked him out a little.
Which brings me to this: when we were down in Charlotte last weekend picking up my (Big Daddy is not too sure about it yet) new couch I also picked up a few pieces of fabric that I thought might look good on the porch for fall.
That herringbone tweed is actually burlap! I’m really excited about that one. Now with a little paint and some thrifted accessories we will see what I can come up with.
In other news, I’ve had two huge, HEAVY brass ducks sitting out in my garage for three weeks.
My friend Tanya talked me into painting them for her. The ducks sat there because I honestly did not believe there was any hope for them.
I stand corrected.
The really look like wood now.
Will the wonders of chalk paint never cease? She’s putting them on her screen porch out at the lake.
We gave our old couch away on Facebook this week and the couple came last evening to pick it up. When I got home from my Dad’s, BigDaddy was just sitting in the living room looking pretty sad. Big Daddy has a hard time with change.
So in honor of Big Daddy,
let’s have a moment of silence for the couch.
Have a fun weekend!