I designed the above for a post just before whispers of COVID-19 were heard, when
times were different, much different!
Having just completed the master bedroom makeover - waved goodbye to painter,
floorers, electrician, furniture delivery truck and so forth. . . . . . . . I was already
thinking about what to do next to spruce up the cottage.
Of course that bubble burst, things crashed, and fixing up, changing decor,
hiring help, and shopping for anything even slightly related to home renovation,
other than filling the toilet roll holders - if one was lucky enough to find any - came
to screeching halt!
Yesterday I packed away the flannel sheets and changed the bedding
to summertime sheets of cool linen.
Dusted the furniture and passed the mop over the floor.
Nobody comes to visit anymore - and I wonder if they ever will - suddenly
things don't need to be perfect and I'm taking a rest from trying to be
In all honesty, housework is stagnating somewhat around here.
Outdoors is getting more attention, although this week with so much rain
not a lot can be done. Fortunately Bob mowed the grass which now is lush and
so green. Last night's really heavy downpours crushed the
lovely pots of petunias to soggy messes, even deadheading is hard to do
and will have to wait. Best to view are the hydrangeas, now fabulous huge
blooms of many shades of blue as they guzzle gallons of rain water.
Meanwhile, my pretties collect dust on their shelves. . . . . .
. . . . . but being old, some antique, they seem softened even more and I am
just enjoying them as is in the present time at home.