the dog days are over

It's not time yet, but I know that soon, very soon, we will be packing up the screened-in-porch and heading inside for good. It's only partly untrue that this space is one of the the only reasons I agreed to move. (Picture Anastasia from the Lois Lowry books, making a list of all the things she wanted before she would move out of Glover Park paradise... a screened-in-porch, on street parking, a garage, a yard... be careful what you wish for.) And we've made the most of it, eating every meal outside and spending most evenings there after dinner, playing with our toy car, practicing walking. We spruced it up significantly, painting the floor, adding a table built by my grandfather, some chairs left behind by the previous owner which we spray painted fiestaware colors. New chair cushions and colorful placemats. A bamboo rug. A $20 wicker loveseat from Craigslist (what would I do without Craig?), which we'll also spray paint. A new cushion and pillow. Lanterns from West Elm. It's definitely my favorite place to be. With a great view of our garden and all the "minou-minous" (i.e. alley cats), I can't think of a better place to close out summer.

Happy Labor Day!

Keep sweeping, Martha

Watching Revenge: Season 1.