Nothing going on here. Just a day. Dug some dandelions out of the front yard, watered the strawberries and raked a little. I finished painting this little bird purple. It was originally attached to a cheap small birdbath that broke several years ago. The rest had to be thrown away but I put the bird in the garden. Yesterday I was spray painting outside and needed something to stop the newspaper underneath from blowing away so I grabbed the little bird and decided to paint it while I was at it. It turned out cute.
What I was painting originally was this frame. It was just a wood frame before and I decided it needed to be purple. I do love purple and keep cans of spray paint on hand when I see something that needs to be purpled.
It is most definitely headed into fall. Every morning I put on my fuzzy robe now. Summer nighties have been replaced by warmer, but still lightweight, pyjamas. Ah, summers almost over, almost over. I was thinking of flannel sheets last night. Not yet though. Not yet. Here is the very last of the lavender.
That tablecloth was a thrift store find. It goes outside in the summer with thick plastic over it. I love it. It’s so pretty and feminine. It’s kind of sad to think that someone likely spent hours and hours on it and it ended up in a thrift store. But it has a happy ending because now I have it and it makes me happy.