Catch-Up Photos

Some random photos from the past week or two:

This one is from this morning, actually.  I ripped out a LOT of lily-of-the-valley, which had taken over one flower bed. I like that flower, but is is so invasive. I will never get entirely rid of it, as it spreads by roots, but I sure thinned it out, then planted begonias in its place.

Play, play, and play, until they wear each other out so completely they have to lie down to finish the game! Guinness is settling in quickly, and fits this place perfectly. 

The yellow rose, outgoing itself 

Found in a thrift shop this week, a 1930's Burley  and Winter handled jug.

And an antique mall find. I can't find the maker of this one, but for $1.50 I couldn't pass it up.

There were many of these trees in bloom at the writers conference site last week. I don't know what kind it is, and Google lens isn't helpful.

The cabinet i finished up last week, I thought. But there was a gap in the bottom shelf that just didn't look right, so Larry cut a new piece and put it in yesterday. Now, we need our neighbor to help load it because this thing is really heavy.

My current project. I stained the top and painted the rest dark blue. Loving how it's coming out. We found this in the trash in town. All it needed was sanding and a few tacks put in the back. Those drawers aren't really that wonky, just not put in correctly!

A small project I finished last week.

My favorite photo from the writers conference.  Not my photo but one taken by Helen Buccell-Costa, and used with her permission.  Author Lynne Squires made the perfect caption: a cowboy and a hippie walk into a bar...

A lamp I have been working on. I needed to add the spider that holds the shade, but to do that meant taking the whole thing apart. Then I had a rummage session, finding the other parts I needed to make it all work. After I got it back together, I realized that I had put a lock washer in the wrong place. So I have to take it all apart again. Sigh.

I think this is a Great Fritillary butterfly, working the flowers last week.

Along our road.

The State Roads graded and added new gravel, which has certainly improved things. This hill was almost impassible when I moved here 50 years ago. It still gets pretty rough, but is much improved. Back then it was basically two tracks, with lots of big rocks to bounce over.

I found these feathers in our garden, but found no dead bird. I wonder, what drama played out there? And whose feathers might these be? A robin, perhaps?

Yet another part of our road, so pretty any time of year.

All for today. Have a good weekend, everyone!