Speaking of …
On Saturday night, we had our first grilling session of the season—hot, smokey bliss. Later in the night, we saw a flash out of the side of our eyes and found another sort of flame ruling the night. In the … Continue reading
Here at the slowpoke corral, where I finally installed the latest two refurbished first-floor sashes a few weeks ago (yes, that would be after winter, which makes no sense, yes), we take our small victories seriously. Hence I bring you … Continue reading
A summer without homegrown tomatoes would be like life without love. Surely this explains why I am repeatedly driven to plant more than sheer need and reason advise. Last year I crammed in 38, some of them in flower beds. … Continue reading
When this house was built, it was the only one on this side of the street. Even as the neighborhood filled in around it, it remained the closest house to the main street for more than 50 years. In the … Continue reading
Apparently shellac was the first layer on the upstairs doors. And they slapped it on right over the hardware. Hmmmmm. Only 1.5 more to strip but 5 more to refinish. But it’s worth it. Love that old wood.
Mr. Ebenezer has been fully enjoying the cover crop of hairy vetch on the tomato bed. When he’s not kicking back and feeling invisible (though his distinctive coat still gives him away), he has a knack for hunkering down and … Continue reading