I love our apartment, which my husband built over our garage years ago, knowing we’d need a place to live when our kids grew up and moved out (waaaaaah, wah wah wah!) (sniffle!)
My favorite window is of course the window that sits right over the kitchen sink, where I spend a disproportionate amount of time. That’s okay, it’s an East facing window, looks out onto our old crepe myrtle, our pink powder puff tree, and our neat little yard, lined with flowers right now. The powder puff tree is starting to pop, and the butterflies have been coming around, flitting and fighting over the elaborate flowers. Pretty soon the myrtle will bloom, like a pink island floating over the lawn.
I like plants inside too. I got this guy when my mom died.
I saved the Sierra Nevada beer can to the right because it seemed like a big deal at the time, Sierra Nevada going into cans. I’m not a beer snob, and the can is really cute, so I put this tiny cactus in it. Look how it grew like a mushroom to avoid the sides of the can.
I like a plant called “echeveria” – my mom had pots and pots of it. I put some of it in the ground, where it does fairly well. I thought I’d try it in this other little strawberry pot she had, and it’s doing great. I spray these with water from a mister bottle, and about once a week I pour a little water in the top.
I like to collect rocks wherever I go, and junk. This cup my mom got at the Ponderosa when it was still open is full of toys and junk I’ve found digging around my gardens over the years. I found the old Christmas light intact after my husband roto-tilled the garden one year. Everywhere we go we find children’s toys and other kid off-castings, like the tiny scissors there, and the baby spoon with the Bakelite handle. And bottle openers, boy howdy I got bottle openers. I am fascinated with tools, I can’t throw away an old hammer head or a rusty wrench.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch…