Painting My House in the Hues of Summer
Painting my house in the colors of summer
Before: Peach Palette for the Peach Palace; Boz remains neutral.
My house has enjoyed a bit of local...
Lazy Days of Summer: A Progress Report
Chubby peach cheeks: I picked a bumper crop of three peaches from my Avalon Pride tree--delicious all!
Don't laugh, but today we will likely...
Snow Days and the Power of the Outage
Snow days and the beauty afoot!Every year I plan on being prepared for the torrent of Pacific winter storms that buffet coast, home and...
Home Improvement: Embracing My Mudroom and Inner Ungar
Boz, prefers to keep his distance while supervising my DIY antics.
As a self-admitted Oscar Madison, I've battled my inner Felix Unger for years, knowing...
Postcards From the Edge of Autumn
Fall colors fade fast in the Pacific Northwest, but I can always count on my Glenora grape leaves to stick around. (The grapes are...
Cleaning Up: A Gift Bag of Good Intentions
Clearly, there's a message in these bottles.
Last week I received a less than subtle rebuke regarding my slovenly ways, make that alleged slovenly ways....
DIY Mud Room With a View
I love my old farmhouse. From her moss-covered shingles to her wavy glass windows to her sloping fir floors, I'm smitten and judge not...
Lesson Learned: Fogged-Up Windows = Flooded Basement
Today's Proverb: He who has fogged-up windows, should check the basement.
I woke up this morning on the coattails of a knock-down cold, and thought,...
If These Walls Could Talk…
They'd likely say "What took you so long?"
My five-year anniversary of living in this fine old farmhouse is fast-approaching, a mere blink in its...
When Good Plumbing Goes Bad
Boz has the right idea: outdoor plumbing
Last Saturday, I found myself wedged in a space better suited for the likes of the Lollipop Guild...
