The way life is.

Yesterday I got this comment from Anonymous "How come you don't blog as much as you used to? I miss your daily musings." I guess I just don't think my life is that interesting right now. I looked back on the last couple of Julys and man I was busy! But this year, not so much. Yesterday morning Elizabeth and I shared more than a few emails on how positively tasty our salads at Chevy's were and how we'd like them delivered within the hour. FASCINATING TALK. But did you see her new website? Very pretty and Red Rose Farmy. I mean how many shots of my cup of coffee can people take? Although aren't those magazines wonderful? I don't think it's really Country Home like the old days but I can dream right? And that other magazine is the one that photo's of Happy's house is in. And Sandy gave me that mug and every time I drink coffee out of it I think of her. I have good friends.
I don't know if you can see it, but hanging off my wonderful new clothesline is a delicate spiderweb. I must have spiders galore this year, lots of pretty webs everywhere. It seems a shame to have to brush it away, but laundry needs doing if Bret is to have fresh shirts for work.

Here's my pretty Eden Climber rose. Can you believe how lovely it is? I bought it last year and regretfully it's still in its paper pulp pot. I keep auditioning it all over and I'm never satisfied. My mother has its arching canes tied to my swing! I'll have to decide something SOON.

I mean with those pinks and the greens and the blue sky, you can see how one might dream up fabric like Flower Sugar right? I'm not going to lie, I might have seen next season's preliminary designs. Swoonable.

If only this rose covered my house.

Anyway Anonymous, I'll try to be better, xop