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Transplanting a Forsythia the Hard Day

Three years ago, when it was time to take down the old garage and build our new studio/barn, the problem was the beautiful forsythia growing at the corner of the old garage. For so many years it had helped us welcome spring back with its the bright yellow and beautiful…

Not the Flowering Maple!

We were sucker punched by winter last year and it’s not going to happen again this year – not this close to spring. There may not be anything I can do about the poor daffodils with their bright yellow heads pushed down in the snow, but I will not have…

Potty Training or Rose Trimming?

Well, once again it’s that time of year when I seriously consider calling a medical professional about Danny. Last week, with zeal in his eyes he announced it was time to trim the front rose hedge. “Fine” I said, “just don’t gnash your teeth again this year while doing it,…

Goodbye Neptune

Goodbye Neptune

After staying way, way to long at the fair, we have finally replaced Danny’s Neptune painting with his new mounted drawing.  The landing in the guest suite provides a perfect venue for displaying art – a good thing too because Danny is on a roll – he’s already started the…

Peruvian Lily Drawing

Peruvian Lily Drawing

Because the house and inn are bereft of any hanging art whatsoever, I have been systematically wearing Danny into submission with my constant nagging and he has agreed to start committing more time to drawings and painting. The truth be told, it’s not his fault; every time he finishes one…

Fern Vase

Fern Vase

“For my next vase I want to do a fern vase.” Danny said. “That sounds pretty,” I said. Luckily after 30 years together we seldom make eye contact and he missed my sarcastically doubtful facial expression entirely. First came the stage that I am oh so familiar with: Danny rolls…

Pumpkins

Pumpkins

“I think I’d like to plant my pumpkins in the front bed this year.” At first I blushed, thinking it was his annual come-on until I realized, with some relief, he was talking about the garden. “But the beds are filled with tulips.” I said “Exactly,” he said. It’s amazing…

Barnloft Floors

Barnloft Floors

Someone once said that floors are the eyes to the window of the soul of a home. That person was an idiot and led a life of obscurity; I just thought I would bring it up. Now that we are living the life of artists in the barn loft, it…