This weekend was extra nice because it rained three inches, a welcome relief after months and months of burning, dusty drought. Florida is supposed to be a rainy place. When I was a child, the summer rainy season could be counted on, was always drenching wet. …
I keep forgetting to write down this funny story Kris told me about Jake. The other weekend they went to the Grand Reopening Party at Fashion Pointe, a ladies’ clothing store, and Jake got to spin a wheel and try to win a prize. …
On Sunday we cleaned the house from top to bottom and made a few little improvements. We’ve now got a chalkboard in the kitchen, a slightly–no, very–tacky tall lamp on the sugar box in the living room, and a fancy, frilly brass and marble plant stand in the sun room (with a half-dead fern sitting on it). I’m using the chalkboard to keep track of the cats’ behavior. June Baxter has already lost points for whining. And Francie is in trouble for writing “Rob Rulz!” on the board without permission and signing with a paw print.
New lamp in the living room
New furniture arrangement. We now have a table on either side of the couch.
Little mahogany shelf and my collection of biscuit jars
A terrible picture of the new plant stand. I’ll have to try again.
I wanted to show off my wedding china. It’s Wedgwood, Queen’s Plain.
A few new pictures:
My new old tray table in the sun room. I got it at Out of the Attic in Tallahassee.
Here I am in the cilantro patch. Doesn’t the bolting cilantro look like Queen Anne’s lace?
Another shot of the Swiss chard. I can’t get over the way it resembles stained glass.
On Saturday Rob and I drove to Thomasville, Georgia, to order stone so we can make paths around our pond. I always enjoy the drive to Thomasville, but it’s especially beautiful at this time of year, when the country roads are …
On Saturday Rob, Mom, Kris, Sophie, and I went antiquing in Quitman, Georgia, a small town about an hour and a half from Quincy. It was a brilliant day in Quitman, so bright and sunny.
