Good morning, friends. It is a perfect Southern spring morning. The back door is wide open and the sun is streaming across the screen porch. The English boxwoods that flank our front steps have sprouted a new layer of delicate chartreuse leaves; the redbuds (my favorites) are pink brushstrokes in the woods behind the house; the dogwoods are starting to open. I've heard that Memorial Garden is at its peak. Must make a trip up there in the next day or so.
I'm getting on my gardening gloves and heading outside this morning. The irises and bleeding hearts are lovely in the lower terrace, but goodness, there are a lot of weeds and garden clean-up to do. And as it always seems to be around here, there are garden areas to rethink and rework. The lower retaining wall garden that I had hoped would be my sunny vegetable garden has grown increasingly shady as hollies and oaks have grown. Cutting the trees is not an option, so I am looking at pictures of shade gardens, imagining ferns and more bleeding hearts, perhaps more irises. And there are daylilies to plant. Some day I'll get it right (hah!) and then just walking the garden paths and pulling a stray weed here and there. I can dream.
The problem I face these days is that I am quite torn between the studio and the garden. I want to be working in both places. There's a prom dress to sew, quilt projects always, ideas to try out for Make Welcome. It's a good problem to have.
I haven't been in this spot very much lately. I've been posting more over at Make Welcome. Here and here and here. We are enjoying our new sewing space, excited that now THREE women have been able to purchase their own sewing machines, looking forward to having a larger stock of items to sell in the weeks ahead.
We are still working out the details of the business side of our work, but if you are interested in purchasing any of the items we already have available, I am able to arrange a direct purchase for you from one of our refugee sew-ers. There are rice bag totes and pillows ... and more to come.
I'm getting on my gardening gloves and heading outside this morning. The irises and bleeding hearts are lovely in the lower terrace, but goodness, there are a lot of weeds and garden clean-up to do. And as it always seems to be around here, there are garden areas to rethink and rework. The lower retaining wall garden that I had hoped would be my sunny vegetable garden has grown increasingly shady as hollies and oaks have grown. Cutting the trees is not an option, so I am looking at pictures of shade gardens, imagining ferns and more bleeding hearts, perhaps more irises. And there are daylilies to plant. Some day I'll get it right (hah!) and then just walking the garden paths and pulling a stray weed here and there. I can dream.
The problem I face these days is that I am quite torn between the studio and the garden. I want to be working in both places. There's a prom dress to sew, quilt projects always, ideas to try out for Make Welcome. It's a good problem to have.
I haven't been in this spot very much lately. I've been posting more over at Make Welcome. Here and here and here. We are enjoying our new sewing space, excited that now THREE women have been able to purchase their own sewing machines, looking forward to having a larger stock of items to sell in the weeks ahead.
We are still working out the details of the business side of our work, but if you are interested in purchasing any of the items we already have available, I am able to arrange a direct purchase for you from one of our refugee sew-ers. There are rice bag totes and pillows ... and more to come.
We have launched a fundraiser to underwrite the cost of sewing machines for our students. More about that in the next post.
For now, time to get those garden gloves on and get outside.
Happy Saturday!
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