Usually I do a project on Monday here at Our house now a home. But I am taking part in a special and fun blog hop on Wednesday where there will be a project to share. So my usual Monday routine is being thrown off, but for good reason!
I have already started to see fall decorations in stores, other websites are showing fall crafts. I understand it is always good to be ahead of the game. But here in Wisconsin we only get a short time of wonderful and warm weather. I am rushing nothing. So on this blog I am not going to rush the fall decor, or fall posts. In due time you will be inundated with fun fall-ish things. And then a overkill of Christmas decor, because I go big here at Our home.
But for now it is summer! And I am all about my flowers. I realized I am so ridiculously happy when cutting flowers and arranging them in vases. I am floating on fresh cut flower cloud 9. That is a thing, right? I sometimes feel like I am far beyond my 28 years because I have had many a detailed conversation with lovely women in stores or others areas about what I have in my garden, what tricks I use, how they found a great deal on buds. And all of these women could be my Grandma. Speaking of, I have called her too many times to count to ask about a certain flower or plant. I mean, nothing against Grandma’s. But I always assumed gardening was such a “Grandma” thing. However, I am happily in this crowd, cutting, pruning, and arranging away.
I take walks to get out of the house, exercise, feel the sun on my skin, wear out my kids, and see the good that is my neighbors yards flower game. I oh and ah over some people’s landscape. Plan how I can incorporate some of the flowers into mine. Yes, I am that person. On any given summer day you can find me in a sundress, barefoot, with my shears and a bucket. Cutting away. Then with my various vases (that may or may not be filling and over flowing from a cabinet), all purchased from Goodwill or yard sales. I cut, arrange, set around my home. And have been known to give a few arrangement’s to neighbors. It is ridiculous how much I get into this. And my hobby took me completely by surprise. I never knew I had it in me.
|barefoot, and investigating an ant hill|
What is your idea of summer perfection? Your happy place when it comes to summer?
|I started them out young with the no shoe thing|