Wife, writer, tinkerer, grower of food. I'm happiest outside our rambling farmhouse with a basket looped on my arm, picking dinner from the garden. That's joy right there. Please follow along; I'm so glad you're here!
Just a few pretty pictures to help start the week. Patrick and the band played in my hometown this weekend, at a harvest festival of sorts, and it was so nice to tag along. Those hills...
Somehow, even though Gilbertsville has its own scenic hills, the hills of home are always a little sweeter.
This week, with the house exterior painting over with, I'm looking forward to ticking off a bunch of smaller jobs. Less daunting jobs. Some trim, and some touch-up painting (inside), and those open shelves above the sink. That should be good. And then on Friday, I get to head to Philly for girl time and the complete dispensing-with of responsibility. Yeah. It's gonna be a good week.