Friday, August 09, 2013

stuffity stuff, blue paint, and sunflowers



Things have gone a little caddywhompus in the a-go-go household. Between packing and painting and visiting and new job prepping there are all sorts of little bits slipping through the cracks. Next weekend is moving day and I'm afraid the packing might take us all week to finish. My poor sad, and sorry lungs and sinuses have been duking it out with all the box dust and dusty dust and sadly it seems the dust is winning. I've been a snurfly mess all month!


I have managed to pack the important things. I've even managed to install them into the homestead a-go-go.


mister finished painting up the bedroom. the color looks kinda crazy blue but it really isn;t all that bright. It's called minty teal and it's from Ace Hardware. The doors to the closet might remain this odd bergundy color...It's just so much work painting and since my allergies keep me down for the count, the mister ends up doing it all on his own. I kinda like the bergundy and I think it could work once all the other color is infused into the room. What do you think?


The sister a-go-go's garden is slowly becoming the garden a-go-go. I started these sunflowers back at the tiny casa and the sister planted them out. Look at them now! They stand well over eight feet and counting! Happy August!

Wednesday, August 07, 2013

Tuesday, August 06, 2013

the august bed



Hi there! This is my last bed post for the tiny casa as the mister and I are moving back to the homestead a-go-go. We'll have much less space but there will be light, fun, laughter and more. We will be reunited with the witch-baby and there will also be a garden...whoo-hoo! in the meantime, enjoy this bed post....instead of making any art for above the bed, I hung my tiny collection of thrifted art. I think this arrangement may be a keeper. What do you think?

 
 
 



summer road trip: day 7

An early morning jaunt through Lassen, a cemetery wander, and a pause at the California/Nevada border.

summer road trip: day 6


A whole lotta wandering. It was hot back at camp. HOT. So we packed up our packs and hung out at the base of the falls for hours. Back at camp, we sat in our camp chairs, books in hand, wrapped up in cold, wet bandanas and drippy drippy hats.