One of my traditions for almost fifteen years has been to display certain family hand-painted plates for different seasons.
This one, painted by my mother just before I was born, is the one I use for spring.
It's signed, but even though I know where, I can't see it in this picture.
So, on Thursday night, I put this one away, and got out one of two painted by my mother's great-aunt at the same time. There's no question about who was the more accomplished painter.
I love the afternoon light in my living room despite how well it shows up the dust, so I looked over here, where I had arranged a few things while I was unpacking the latest box.
I wanted something that would catch that lovely light.
The gold vase was a Golden Anniversary gift to my grandmother.
But after trying it I decided on this jelly serving dish, even though I haven't polished its silver lid in quite a while. It belonged to the great-great-aunt who painted the peaches.
Friday, June 21, 2013
Here is what I see out my kitchen sink window this month.
Although this view of the yucca blooms is from my favorite spot to sit on the deck after supper.
From there I can also see the coleus plants I've wintered over for three years, which I spent the last week gradually acclimatizing to the outdoors and partial sun. I think three years is about as long as I can stretch them, so I've taken some cuttings which need to grow a bit before they move to the deck.
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Saturday, June 15, 2013
Fortunately, the gutters on the rest of the house don't have sprouting tree seedlings in them, since this part is where the deck is, so I can reach the gutters from a stepladder, which I did this evening before supper. I suppose I'm going to have to hire someone with better balance than I have next fall, to clean them all out. I got the loveliest loamy compost out of the south side of the house, though. I didn't take an after picture; I'm sure you all know what gutters are supposed to look like.