I woke up to breakfast in bed, consisting of a bowl of Red Velvet Cake Ice Cream. Why is it bad things taste so good? And why must one face temptation of this magnitude before breakfast? FOR breakfast? I succumbed. It was glorious.
My man and I spent about an hour and a half cleaning debris from around and under the motorhome, and from the planting beds. I think this week I will get some marigolds and whatever I can find that is interesting and purple, and put them in. Maybe some ivy, as well. I really liked what grew year before last, it even survived under mulch for one winter, but sadly, it froze in late spring last year. I think some sugar snap peas may be in order as well, and perhaps some carrots. I also have a bag of grass seed that would do well under the tree.Trees. I keep forgetting about the one at the end of the lot. It seems as though it belongs to the next site over, somehow.
I went treasure hunting at yard sales with a friend on Saturday, and found some wonderful red metal kerosene lanterns. I've no idea what I'm going to do with them. I just thought they were really cool.
I'm really getting the itch to start making stuff again. As usual, I want more workspace, blah blah... and I am going to try and make some space here in the motorhome. Braiding the shoelaces the other day started something. I want to be able to use my forge and anvil, not to mention the sewing machine. I think I will look for a small desk at next weeks' sales. Or maybe i could use the two half size filing cabinets and something over the top? hmm... We'll see. I have the itch to get to work on stuff, so I'm gonna go do that instead of writing about it. After I get another bowl of ice cream!
Laterz.