Progress on our new garden has been slow, mostly due to the weather and the simple fact that I'm undertaking an enormous project while still trying to run my shop. Today I found an "inspiration piece" for the garden while I was at an estate sale. It's a work bench that I'll use in the new potting shed. As Poopsie was hauling this extremely heavy item out of the van he grumbled under his breath, "This isn't a work bench, it's a railroad car!"
Here's a cute old trundle bed that a customer gave me. Can't you just picture it as a "flower bed"?
Poopsie is hard at work finishing up the potting shed. What a good sport.
Tomorrow I'm having a truckload of topsoil delivered and then I can really get my hands dirty! Next weekend, hopefully the work on the chicken coop will proceed.
Bumbee's not so sure about all the commotion in the yard. Just wait until the chickens start chasing her around.Love, Kelly
Hiya Kelly....!!
ReplyDeletePoor Poopsie I hope you treated him to a nice bath & soothing massage cause that work bench looks like it weighs a tonne....!!
Cheers for now,
Tamarah :o)
i got a fab old bedframe at a garage sale for 50 buck--I just had to share that with you!!! I will send pics when I get it pretty
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Annie from brigham
Miss Kelly:
ReplyDeleteI agree with Poopsie, that's a railroad car!!!
;o) ~Sparky
P.S. Speaking of domestic fowl, I sure wish I could take those geese I told you about.
Oh....! The pain. The photo of the old trundle bed in the garden!!!! Do you remember the one I had? Moved about 4 different times with it. I had imagined laying a feather mattress, handmade with vintage fabric upon its rusting springs, setting it under a shady tree on a grassy knoll, perhaps an old turkish rug in front of it, and a small metal stool nearby to hold my mint-julep. I also imagined a quick trip to the ER for a tetanus shot after someone cut themselves on a rusted wire. Still, think of the romance.
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