"After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music."
Aldous Huxley
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
getting there. When I began this I didn't intend to re-do this side of the walkway, but, it just worked. I picked out a fountain today, but, it will be a couple of weeks before I can buy it.
It's so pretty already! You are going to love it when it's finished. Put a little bench beside it and I'll come over so we can drink tea out of mason jars and laugh and the complete and utter insanity of life.
last night after Seth got home from church we took the rocking chairs off the porch and sat with our feet propped up on the rocks listening to the water gurgle and talked about his day/life/and, of course, girls.
so, come on... I'll make tea or coffee or margaritas!!
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if you click on the picture it gets bigger (I didn't know that until right now :) and you can see better what I am doing
It's so pretty already! You are going to love it when it's finished. Put a little bench beside it and I'll come over so we can drink tea out of mason jars and laugh and the complete and utter insanity of life.
last night after Seth got home from church we took the rocking chairs off the porch and sat with our feet propped up on the rocks listening to the water gurgle and talked about his day/life/and, of course, girls.
so, come on... I'll make tea or coffee or margaritas!!
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