Due to remodeling projects - our little vegetable garden went
unplanted and uncared for this year. So - it had some weeds... just a few...
But to my delight - voluntary Sweet Annie plants also sprang up - huge ones.
My Love mentioned that the garden was quite an eye sore for passers-by -
but I assured him that the Sweet Annie growing in there made up for it.
And as soon as it reached 'ball' stage I would harvest it to create
aromatic bundles for here, there and everywhere.
But yesterday was a whole new day and while mowing the lawn,
My Love felt the urge to remedy the 'eyesore' garden situation.
No 'sweet annie' conversation even remotely entered his mind.
While I was happily painting a little cupboard - inside the garage...
he was happily improving our curbside appeal - outside the garage.
Imagine my shock and dismay when I walked out of my happy place -
glanced in the direction of the garden - and found My Love putting
the finishing touches on his 'project'. Every 'weed' - including a new
flower I had quickly planted there till I had time to figure out where I
wanted it - was cut down and mowed over. Every. One.
Nothing left to reseed... nothing.
It wasn't my finest hour... the garden project was quickly abandoned
and well... we each had some things to work through and forgive.
Today I decided those felled branches (little 'ball' stage or not)
would be
part of my window decor for the 'gray paint' room.
It now has it's 2nd coat of paint (no more gray), some new lace curtains ...
... and now some Sweet Annie (with a bit of faux ivy mixed in)...
And if you look close - you can see my new paint color called Lamplight.
The garden? I guess we'll work on our communication skills and
revisit that at another time.
(Please tell me this sounds familiar!)
Hello windows! What stories you have to tell...
