My dad has been reglazing and painting the twelve-over-twelve windows on my parents’ house on a five year schedule for the past thirty years. He does it for himself, and my mom, and for…
1. these morning glories. {and the moonflowers, too, for being a week bigger.} 2. these supplies. {despite the world’s slowest progress.} 3. these walls et cetera. {for looking better today than they did yesterday.}…
I’ll try my best to manage expectations from the get-go: This is not a post about stripping your trim or unearthing your crown moldings or restoring your fluted door frames to their original glory.…
In between bites of deli-procured egg and cheese sandwich (extra cheese, please), I sat down to write a quick post. We got the news that at some point this week we’ll be given permission…
Tip #150: Go with the flow. Growing up, my sisters and I had a plastic Little Tikes playhouse that we kept in our backyard. I adored it. You know the one? With the green roof and…