Today, Maggie and I planted flowers along the fence that faces the people across the street. We seem to be spending a lot of money on beautifying a section of the yard that we rarely see ourselves. Of course, one of my neighbors (whose house faces that stretch of fence) laughingly thanked me. Apparently, she has a bunch of flowers that faces one of her neighbors, which she herself can't see from her windows. I told her it was like a domino effect. Which made me think of the neighbors I can see, and except for the state trooper that lives across the street who insists on mowing his yard in tiny nylon running shorts and nothing else (luckily he's very fit, but still), there's really not much except my own yard to gaze upon. And boy, does it need some work.
Beds ranging from a couple of feet to 5-6 feet surround the house, every tree has it's own little bed, both sides of the fence that encloses our back yard, even the fence that hides the trash cans has little beds surrounding it. I thought I'd be smart this year and buy perennials - but holy cow - are they pricey. Oh, and not to mention, the man that lives behind us is a retired professor of botany from the local university. (No pressure!) *sigh*
I'd MUCH rather be thinking about stained glass.
So tonight, I did a piece that I'll take pictures of and post tomorrow (or today rather - when it's light). It's an abstract, using gorgeous colors, but I'm really itching to do something more design intensive. Some of my ACEO cards strike me as possibly being good jumping points, but I'm still mentally working out the logistics.
I just don't feel as though I have any time lately. Or rather, any time to be working on my glass anyhow. I have all kinds of time to do anything involving a toddler, cleaning, running the older kids places, and being generally available to everyone else. Ever feel like that? I know it could be worse. I could have all that AND a job outside the home. Which is probably next on the list of things people want me to do. (Did I say probably? That could be omitted, I'm sure.)
To sum up? I better enjoy what time I get to work with glass while I can. Even if it's after dark.
OOOOh - I'm so jealous of your beds. I live in the desert, and have to work really hard just to keep everything alive, unless I want to be surrounded with an expanse of hadean gravel!
ReplyDeleteand who's that retired botanist from the local University??? Maybe I read his books, since I got my undergraduate in Botany from Berkeley? Some botanists garden, but others seem to just kill and collect plants.
Y'know, it's funny - I don't know his last name, but his first name is Walter, and he was with the University Wisconsin - Eau Claire. My uncle is a retired botanist as well, last name VanKat. Maybe you've heard of him? I know he's published.
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