Joe has been scraping and painting the front patio roof. It needed it so bad and is going to have a fresh white coat of paint. His poor arms are getting tired of being above his head all the time. Sure does look nice though. I really appreciate all his handy work.
My son Kohn came out and helped finish making the flower bed with me. I sure appreciated all his help. Even Stella came out and was joining in the family fun. The residents were all taking naps except Mr. G. He came out for a bit but was watching a movie. See all those rocks. We had to make a home for them. It sure did turn out nice. My sweetie certainly got points for suggesting more rocks.
All done and I am in love just imagining all the flowers. I would like to plant perennials and so if anyone has any suggestions for lots of color in Michigan. I am open to suggestions. I know I would like to put some roses in. Not sure what else. Thought of moon flowers and red hot pokers. We had those growing along the driveway when I was little and the humming birds loved them.
Joe and the guys were talking smack about my flower gardens. Ya know how most people clear their yards of rocks and I go and collect them and bring them into the yard. Well as we were getting dinner ready Mr. G comes out in the kitchen and hands Joe the phone and says call and have her committed she is crazy. LOL leave it to Mr. G. to have the wise crack. It opened up a whole new bunch of teasing. All in fun of course. HMMMM do you think I will get any help in maintaining them ??
My other project!!! I hated the old dingy flowered pads on the patio furniture. So I went and looked in some of the fabric that my dad gave me that had been my moms and found this heavy upholstery fabric. I really liked it and so I decided to fix this patio cushions. I love it hmmmm maybe some cute little pillow to go on them too?? I think that on the little benches that sit by the chairs will get some little pots and plant some impatiens. That should be a bright splash of color. We spend happy evenings here!!
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