A Rusty Bucket of Kale

Someone was describing their son to me today and said "he was a winter time person..."

 

These words will NEVER describe me. I, for one do not like cold weather or the dreary days of winter and forget about snow. So this week I am happy. Our air conditioners are running in East Texas and its mid 70's. Most are complaining that it "doesn't feel like December", while I'm happy it feels like spring.

 

Over the weekend, I got to work in the yard for a while and I planted some kale in the rusty, bottomless bucket.

 Now you may be thinking I said the pansies and dusty miller would make it till spring, but I left out a small little detail. You MUST remember to water the flowers for them to survive! Life got crazy for a few weeks and since time changed (have I mentioned I hate DST), I get home after dark and didn't water. Oooops!

 Some of you might remember the original planting in the bottomless bucket last spring.

 I had been wanting to plant some kale for a while, but hadn't seen any in the garden center. Well last week that changed, so I grabbed three of the ornamental cabbages and decided they would be great for the bucket and should survive the winter with a little water along the way.

 I brought most of my plants out of the greenhouse to enjoy the mild week, but it sounds like the cold weather will return by next week. :( I've heard rumors of the twenties in the forecast.

 

 Now what was I suppose to do? Oh yeah, go water the plants!

 

 

A Christmas Typewriter

One day last spring, my brother and I were standing in his storage building and he said "hey, you want Grandmama's old typewriter?"

 

"Yep, sure!" I tried to hide my excitement and not seem to eager to take the typewriter, thinking of all the things I had seen on pinterest.

 

"Ummm, its had a rat living in it."

 

"Uh...ok" and I proceeded to get my gloves out and load it in my truck. It landed in my storage building till last week, when I decided it was time to finally clean it up. Well a little while later, the rat's nest was gone and the old typewriter had a place on the coffee table.

 

 

 

I have fond memories of Grandmama typing away on this ol' Royal typewriter. She was the church secretery and always typed her minutes every month. I remember watching her type and occasionally would get to play on the typewriter as well. I think I might have even typed a few school reports with this typewriter.  

 

I spruced her up with some fresh and silk greenery, then added a touch of burlap ribbon and three burlap roses. Since the typewriter needs work before it can type again, I used my computer to type a Christmas message.

Merry Christmas

Janice ♥ Jeff

A Junky Little Christmas Wreath

This morning I was working out in the yard: watering and transplanting some plants, cleaning up my greenhouse, and piddling around the yard for a while, when I was inspired to make a

Junky Little Christmas Wreath for my Gazebo.

 It all started with a used basic green Christmas wreath form.

 I had a string of 100 white mini lights, a rusty old license plate, a saw blade, and what I think is a medallion from a chandelier or light fixture. I "tied" these item on with the silk Christmas greenery from the wreath and then added 3 rusty bed springs.

 Then I added a couple strips of burlap fashioned into a bow. It still needed something, so I went and clipped a few branches off a cedar tree in the pasture. The clippings were tucked in and aound the wreath and viola - A Junky Christmas Wreath!

  I then headed off to town for a while this afternoon and then came home to this!

 Notice Bo - he thinks the chair in the gazebo is his bed!

 I wasn't sure if I was going to do any outdoor decorating this year, but I'm glad I felt inspired this morning.

 I hope you all have a Merry Junk-Filled Christmas!