It didn't take much to get sidetracked from that job... and the following is part of what happened.
Discarding a rotting table on the front veranda led to a decision to give the table another life in the cottage's rear. Antique estate sale legs replaced the rotted ones. Soon, the smell of grilling steaks filled the air.
Here's the new-old table pre- steak dinner.
Inside the green shutter doors is my favorite Summer spot. I call it "The Potting Shed". Not much potting goes on in here... mostly reading, thinking, and napping. The stone floor is always cool and air from under the house flows through a vent providing natural air conditioning (mandatory when the Arkansas temps reach their Summer highs).
Peek inside this quiet, peaceful space...
Mac the Labradoodle loves it when I open the Potting Shed's doors!
Mac enjoys the stone floors. When I sit on the swing, she naps under my feet.
I saw this fun votive chandelier at a local antique mall. My sweet boys snatched it up for my birthday gift. It is very special for that reason.
Lots of candles make the Potting Shed shine at night.
The chandelier at dusk.
It was a productive day... much better than leaf raking.