March 24,2010
I had one of those dreams this morning. It seemed terribly important that I remember it but the more awake I became, the further away the details. In it I visited with acquaintances from what seems like long ago, when our family was intact, acquaintances I now shy away from to avoid my awkwardness but, I digress. In the dream these people were the ones suffering and they shared it with me freely and afterward I was a little stunned and sitting at a bar with Scott and some other people and he brought me a beer. A beer? “Really, a beer?” I asked him. I don’t drink beer.  Then I was talking to a strange woman who could have been a man but she wasn’t she was a retired cop and she told me something important that I can’t remember. Of course. 
I’m putting in a request for whoever is in charge of my dreams.
Let me in! 
 
March 22, 2010
We spent the weekend feathering the nest, cleaning and re-arranging things. One of the benefits of this is the re-discovery of things put away and forgotten for the most part. Our nest is…cozy, not much wall space for all the art we have to hang and though I like to think about rotating our art, some pieces I just can’t bear to put away.
This quilt is not one of those pieces. I actually put this one away right after finishing it and didn’t look at it again. I hated it because it’s so wobbly, it won’t hang straight on the wall, however it has some of my favorite little embroideries and I haven’t figured out what to do with it yet. That is until this weekend we had to move some things around and there was a bare spot and this was the easiest thing to get to and the colors were just right…

so it’s a little wobbly.

so am I.













































March 22, 2010
We spent the weekend feathering the nest, cleaning and re-arranging things. One of the benefits of this is the re-discovery of things put away and forgotten for the most part. Our nest is…cozy, not much wall space for all the art we have to hang and though I like to think about rotating our art, some pieces I just can’t bear to put away.
This quilt is not one of those pieces. I actually put this one away right after finishing it and didn’t look at it again. I hated it because it’s so wobbly, it won’t hang straight on the wall, however it has some of my favorite little embroideries and I haven’t figured out what to do with it yet. That is until this weekend we had to move some things around and there was a bare spot and this was the easiest thing to get to and the colors were just right…

so it’s a little wobbly.

so am I.













































March 22, 2010
We spent the weekend feathering the nest, cleaning and re-arranging things. One of the benefits of this is the re-discovery of things put away and forgotten for the most part. Our nest is…cozy, not much wall space for all the art we have to hang and though I like to think about rotating our art, some pieces I just can’t bear to put away.
This quilt is not one of those pieces. I actually put this one away right after finishing it and didn’t look at it again. I hated it because it’s so wobbly, it won’t hang straight on the wall, however it has some of my favorite little embroideries and I haven’t figured out what to do with it yet. That is until this weekend we had to move some things around and there was a bare spot and this was the easiest thing to get to and the colors were just right…

so it’s a little wobbly.

so am I.













































Sunday Garden Tour
Tulips in the front window, still hanging on and more coming up!
The cerinthe has filled in and replaced the penstemon. I love this carefree jumble of calendula, jupiter’s beard,tulips, roses and allium. This front patch feels like it’s made itself. We planted two iceberg roses and I threw in some cerinthe seeds and planted a few tulip bulbs but other than that I’ve had nothing else to do with it.
One sad looking tulip and a very curious daffodil. This bed has also come together with not much planning. I threw out some love-in-a-mist seeds and tulip bulbs. The perfect combination. Once the bulbs are done the nigella will be in bloom.
 
The wisteria surprised us today. Last I looked it was just tight little buds. How beautiful it looks and smells with all the lilies.

House tour here
March 18,2010

This camelia at the JPH has convinced me to give this plant another try in our own garden.  But where?
There are a couple spots back by the lair or maybe just in front of the hammock?
and this…
 

I’ve got a couple of these fuschia but not this color combination and none that perform as well as this very well established beauty at the Inn.
and this! a borderline weed I think but oh my
that little drop of water about to drop… 
March 16, 2010
and just like that, it’s summer! the back door is now open, the screen curtain has been hung and the stinky little bulldog may enter and escape as she likes. 
it’s not official yet. the hammock has yet to be hung and the lair to be assembled and consecrated. i know you March, how sneaky and surly you are one minute and charming and delightful the next, i’m not planting anything yet but i’m getting ready, pulling weeds and trimming up everything within reach, planning on what to put where.
dreaming…
March 16, 2010
and just like that, it’s summer! the back door is now open, the screen curtain has been hung and the stinky little bulldog may enter and escape as she likes. 
it’s not official yet. the hammock has yet to be hung and the lair to be assembled and consecrated. i know you March, how sneaky and surly you are one minute and charming and delightful the next, i’m not planting anything yet but i’m getting ready, pulling weeds and trimming up everything within reach, planning on what to put where.
dreaming…
March 16, 2010
and just like that, it’s summer! the back door is now open, the screen curtain has been hung and the stinky little bulldog may enter and escape as she likes. 
it’s not official yet. the hammock has yet to be hung and the lair to be assembled and consecrated. i know you March, how sneaky and surly you are one minute and charming and delightful the next, i’m not planting anything yet but i’m getting ready, pulling weeds and trimming up everything within reach, planning on what to put where.
dreaming…