I've been playing in the yard today a lot like I once did as a kid. There's a spot I've been thinking about right outside the back door. I look at it every morning over coffee while I watch the goldfinches feed on the sunflowers and listen to their song
It's a bare patch that is too much in shade for a garden, and it's the coolest spot on the property any time of day.
I decided to quit dreaming about what to do with it and dragged some things out here instead.
A couple of plywood planks and old sawhorses for a table.
A soft quilt over everything, and a chair from the garden shed. A ruffled pillow just for romance. I find a lot of romance in old bottles and crates too.
I used this old hammer to secure the nails in the sawhorses a little better. I actually bought it this way. The broken handle is smooth and worn, so I know it was used a lot just this way.
I showed these bottles in another post here, but the larger bottle is a recent find.
I like the iridescent deposits inside.
Playing in the yard feels good on a hot July afternoon no matter how old you are. . .
I hope you're having a good time somewhere too!
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