Let me show you the way to the potting shed. Through the breezeway
and out the stone path past the quiet garden with the duck guarding the
succulents, we will make our way through some thick ginger and
arrive at the potting shed. It's in it's own private space behind the
garage and separated from the back yard with a fence.
Here we are now. The potting shed mascot is a sweet little gecko who
lives inside, but comes out to visit the garden and find some dinner.
I don't know if it's a boy or girl, but I am calling him George for now.
If I should discover it's a female, I will rename her Gracie.
So sweet don't you think? Of course, he will scoot away and hide as
soon as I open the door.
I have been enjoying spending an hour or two each day organizing
and pulling things out that I want to store in here. It's really been
fun. So much fun that I don't really want to do anything else, but
of course, life calls with it's other duties. C'est dommage.
David doesn't really understand why I need so much stuff, but honestly
I do! I suppose to many it's just junk, but to me they are one of a kind
treasures. For example ~ look at this old chair in the foreground. I
found it years ago at a garage sale. I always intended to restore it, but
somehow never did. I even thought of leaving it in the garage in our
old house, but those efficient movers put it on the truck to Texas and
I am so thankful they did! It's an old friend. Same with these old
faded pillows in the foreground. Sweet beloved old friends.
This potting shed is not totally practical. Rather, it is a whimsical spot
where some practical things, some frivolous things, and just for fun things
live too. Who really wants to be a grown up all of the time? Certainly
not me. This is like a garden playhouse where our imaginations
can just run wild!
I have thought and thought about the colors for this shed. I have decided to
go with off white and I am going to stain the rafters. See that wall behind the
armoire? That is where I want a carpenter to install a big window.
I have been thinking about what I want to do with the plywood floor and I
have decided that the most inexpensive way to go is to paint it. I am thinking
of taping the floor off into squares and painting a green and white checkerboard
pattern. However, if I find a slate like tile that's not too expensive, I will
Sometimes I just like things to sit for a bit until the whole image
becomes clear in my mind.
That's all for now. I have played long enough. Thanks for
indulging me. Now I need to get busy and rake up a couple of bags
of live oak leaves. All the live oaks are shedding their leaves now and
it is raining leaves in my yard. Most of you rake leaves in the fall.
In South Texas, we rake leaves in March. Texas just loves to be
Big Texas Hugs,
Susan and Bentley