I’m so incredibly happy that spring is in full swing here. We have just started thinking about our little patch of open air and hopefully we can transform this rather sad “before” into a pleasant place to sit this summer. We are total gardening novices, but we are so proud of our little planter. We toasted it in our festival chairs.
Way, way down at the end of the alley you can see a small black canister. That’s the smoker that belongs to our neighbor, George. George and I went to the same high school, but never met until we moved here. He’s hoping to add a gas grill to his end of the building, and I’m hoping he’ll agree to water our plants while we are on vacation.
There’s not a lot to love about this little alley, but I do like the moss, and the washed brick and the fact that it’s hidden from the world. I would love to hear your suggestions on what to do with the space.
I’m also completely ready for dress season and online, at least, topshop seems to have some nice options.
This week, I finally “graduated” from physical therapy for a strained adductor muscle, was granted permission to start running again, and promptly fell ill with a nasty cold that I have yet to shake. I have managed two short runs which pleased me to no end, and in the rest of the good news department, we may have been granted permission to use some outdoor space behind our apartment – more on that soon, I hope. I scored a few new-to-me cookbooks at the local library book sale, too!