Sunday, August 2, 2015

Re Love of Table and Chairs and Deck

Happy Sunday.  Hope the week end is going great for all of you.

I decided to go out and re do my outdoor deck the other day.  I wanted Terry to paint my table and chair set and I took everything off the deck to power wash and re arrange things.


My poor plants have taken a real beating this summer.  I had a lot of hanging geraniums and they love sun and heat and like it on the dry side.  Well our whole month of June was cooler temps and it rained almost every day.   I thought I would move them around and try to nurse them back.

Well that just started a whole thing!  I decided to take everything off the deck and power wash it and start to rearrange things as I put them back including the hanging baskets.



Normally these hanging geraniums would be to the ground and so lush and full.  With all the rain they are very thinned out and not growing much.
I moved my lounger back onto the deck first.


I moved it from the corner of the deck to under the potting shed sign.  I also hung back up a chandelier for night time. 


Most of you that know me know I love to take the unusual and put them into my garden.  I had this white vintage birdcage holder so I hung one of the ivy geraniums in it for a little whimsy.

I love my lounger for reading on a nice summer day.  



Ok you got a sneak peak at the newly painted table and chairs.


This was the set I got at Walmart for $89 which included the umbrella.  I love that this is a small table that seats four.  Terry got out his handy paint sprayer...

Here is the set painted white.  I love the lighter fresh look it gives to the deck.  Now I need some cute cushions.

Great for dining El Fresco.




This really shows the hanging  ivy geraniums so thin and scraggly.  They normally are very full and lush.  They just had too many days of rain last month.  So now that we are getting heat and sun I am hoping with some TLC I can get them back on track.



I planted one of my baskets down into this vintage fire place log holder.

Just another unusual use of something for my plants in the garden.  Love the chippy legs on this cast iron log holder.


All my baskets with petunia's are holding up pretty good to all the rain we had.  They love it hot and sunshine too but they can take the rain.


So just moving the plants around and rearranging and painting the furniture makes the deck feel brighter.

Have a wonderful start to the new week ahead.
Kris
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Friday, July 31, 2015

Saturday Spotlight: Life Behind the Blogger

Dewena from Dewena's Window



 Saturday Spotlight: Life Behind the Blogger is a feature done each Saturday that introduces you to a blogger you may already know or a new blogger for you to get to know. This feature gives you a peak into the personal life of the blogger.  Getting to know the special person behind the beautiful blog.

There is so much talent and inspiration in blogland so enjoy getting to know these talented bloggers each Saturday.

Good Saturday to all of you.  Summer is just flying by I cannot believe July is over and August is beginning.  Summer is going way to fast.  This week in Spotlight I have a delightful and fun blogger for you to get to know.  So please take some time out today and read and get to know this fabulous blogger.

Kris, Junk Chic Cottage's blogger extraordinaire, thank you so much for inviting me to be a part of your Spotlights!

It was with the patient help of Brenda of Cozy Little House that I began blogging in 2012 at my old blog Across the Way. This other encourager of new bloggers even introduced me on her Welcome Wagon Friday.

Eventually I worried that I was missing out on life by blogging about my life and said goodbye. That lasted one month and I began to miss writing posts. I probably did a stupid thing. Instead of going back to Across the Way, I started a new blog, Dewena's Window.


I only told my family and two special blog friends, Poppy of Poppy View and Tammy of Peanut on the Table. And I didn't open comments for 11 months. Weird, huh? At a gentle nudging from Poppy I opened comments last December and learned that it does take YOUR voice as well as mine to make blogging real, and so much more fun.

What can I tell Kris' readers about me?

When I was born, Rosie the Housewife had already wrapped a kerchief around her curls and had become Rosie the Riveter building airplanes for War World II. Mama and I followed Daddy from base to base when I was a baby as he trained as a navigator on B-17s and B-29s.


I think I was born loving snow and Christmas.


R.H. and I were high school sweethearts. We started dating because my best friend wanted to date his older brother and was only allowed to double date.


We got married 6 months out of high school--not something we would recommend.


R.H. worked with my father in the garden center and Christmas tree business for many years.


I worked as receptionist for a large religious publishing house in Nashville, TN and had just passed my test to become editorial assistant six years later when I quit work to have our first child.

We have 4 children--3 sons and 1 daughter-- their births spread over 3 different decades. When the first two were born, I found out if I'd had a boy or a girl only by holding up my wrist when I woke up to see if they'd put a blue or pink beaded bracelet on me. 

When our last two children were born, we went through Lamaze classes and I gave birth to them in a hospital that didn't even give out an aspirin for labor. Kind of proud of myself for doing natural childbirth in my late 30s!


Why do I blog?

Partly to escape stress, the greatest of which comes from us owning a family business with two of our sons and spending time in this room as secretary. Ever heard of retirement, R.H.?


But mostly I blog to tell stories. Some are family stories, in hopes that a grandchild someday might read them and know more about their family history through them.

Our son Gurn and his wife are also our next door neighbors, here with their two sons.



Christy and Bryan live in Florida but visit us with their two schnauzers as often as they can.


When our daughter Christy married Bryan, their two families became one--and they even have a new daughter-in-law!



Our son Zack is single and this is his baby, his Olde English Bulldog, Bentley.


Bentley and Zack live downtown in their bachelor pad but I want him to settle down--soon!




Our youngest son Defee, and his wife Wallace, have 2 adorable little girls. Here they are at the Fourth of July parade in their town.

Our daughter-in-law and son have read to the girls since they came home from the hospital.



And here is my mother on an earlier birthday--and she is now 90 years young!


Of course we have fur babies here, all rescues. Otis and Milo were adopted from dachshund rescue after their terribly ill owner surrendered them at 9 years old. They had never been neutered so guess what was the first thing that happened to these bewildered brothers when they went to rescue? Yep, snip snip. We adopted them six months later and exactly one year to the day that we had lost our dear Penelope, also a longhaired dachshund, at 15 years old.

They are my shadows, my beloved babies.



Brown Eyes found us, walking up the long driveway, skin and bones. Katie Belle is a Hurricane Katrina survivor. And 3 pet hens give us nice brown eggs.



We live in Valley View, this 1920 farmhouse and it's beautiful 24 acres near Nashville.


This is a house surrounded on four sides by tall ridges with a waterfall and creek to wade in.


The old chicken shed blocked our view from the house to the valley so it became a picnic shelter.




We lived here for five years with one bathroom before we added on another, and for fourteen years I cooked in this tiny kitchen.


It was an exciting day eleven years ago when we broke through the family room wall and built a new kitchen and laundry room, gutting the original bathroom too.



The new kitchen began with touches of retro red.


It is where our family gathers when our kids and grandkids are here. And it gets crazy!


Over the years we've grown up and our kitchen has too.


I love to cook from my vintage cookbook collection.




Occasionally I take time to set a pretty table.


At Christmas I go a little nuts trying to set tables for blog posts. I've vowed this year to scale it back. We'll see.


The real story behind this blogger's life is probably true of anyone who blogs. I simply like to write. Years ago I wrote a short story and submitted it to the magazine I had worked at decades before. They accepted it! 


They even hired an artist to illustrate it! Then a few months later they accepted an article I wrote about our own Christmas Advent devotions. 


I was hooked on writing then. Surely it was time to write a book? About five years later I had written three books and had two of them rejected by one agent. Never submitted anything again.    Maybe for the best as I would have been terrified of trying to promote a book, speak before people. I even turned down the one offer I had to appear before a women's group in Kentucky after they read my short story, my knees quaking at the prospect. 

So I just kept writing. A few years into writing a family saga, I realized I wanted to know everything about the pasts of the the three families. So I wrote another book that took place in 1840 and short stories and not so short stories taking the families up to 1904, which is when my real book begins.

Totally unnecessary but oh so much fun!

Then I discovered blogs, years after most people did. Was it possible that there was this amazing way of writing and with the push of a button you could be published for the whole world to see?

I could write about Ray Bradbury's dragon eating the White Swan when I looked at this old photograph of a woman who just about ripped my heart out with her dejection. Can you see how the swish of coat of the young woman hurrying past her adds to the pathos of this picture I bought in an antique store years before? Couldn't you even see a movie written from this one photograph?


I could take an advertisement from one of my vintage magazines and turn it into a story about Calling a Girlfriend in 1953. Stories are everywhere, all around us, waiting to be told.



And so I blog, and read other blogs. Sometimes I get burnt out, rest and come back to it. Because there is always that little word waiting to push:

PUBLISH

Is that not incredible? Admit it, fellow bloggers. Don't you just about do your happy dance every time you hit that button?

Thank you, beautiful Kris of Junk Chic Cottage, you with the gorgeous white deck with its pretty pink posies and the vintage flower bedecked bicycle. Thank you for inviting me here!

I hope all of Kris' readers will visit me and R.H. at Dewena's Window and introduce yourself if we've not yet met. If you're among my regular readers then you know that the door, or the Window, is always open.








  Hope you enjoyed getting to know Dewena and learning more about her and her beautiful family.  Love all her rescued furry family members too.  I always say someone that rescues and adopts animals has a big heart and is a true angel here on earth.  I hope you will hop over to her wonderful blog Dewena's Window  and introduce yourselves.

Have a wonderful rest of the week end.
Kris
:)