Some snapshots from life in our new old house
Toby, my constant companion in the garden, knows he's not supposed to be lying in the raspberry patch, so when he's caught, he first attempts to camouflage himself in the leaves,
and when that proves unsuccessful, resorts to looking tragically adorable.
Meimei keeps me company while I'm working at the kitchen table, and is clearly astounded by the quantity of plums I am about to pit for the dehydrator.
She considers whether they would be good to eat, or at least to bat around the floor.
Curious about what's outside her new digs, she peers out the dining room window, and we can see her from the kitchen.
New smells are as crucial to information-gathering as new sights.
This was the first of many plum harvests.
This was the first of many resulting plum tortes.
This is my reading nook.
This is how my reading nook looks when I am sharing it.
This is the view looking up from the reading nook, into the fig tree.
This is some produce we brought over from Adam's old place, which were growing on his deck in EarthBoxes: The little ones are Sungold tomatoes, which are amazing and life-changing* and my new favorite tomato; then there's some kind of plum tomato; some kind of orange tomato; lots of lemon cucumbers.
This is Toby and his friend Deacon the Puppy, wrestling enthusiastically in the living room. You can't tell that this photo is not of a random blob of fuzziness with teeth, but I promise, it is Toby and Deacon.
These are some gorgeous flowers my dad sent along, which are a nice taste of home. They are in a beautiful pitcher made by Charlie, Adam's pottery teacher in PA.
These are the vintage suitcases we bought at two different yard sales last Sunday (for a grand total of, I think, $5.50) that we'll use for clothing storage.
This is the vintage birdseye-maple dresser that we picked up for a song on Craigslist, topped by a lovely mirror that Adam's mom refinished for him as a gift, with some flowers from the garden. The white flowers are from a plant that Adam's friend Susan said is called "potato-vine." There's a bunch of potato-vine flowers all around the house. It's a very plain name for such a pretty, delicate, star-shaped flower.
This is the wheelbarrow, the weeds, and the soon-to-be-resuscitated vegetable garden area. We do have our work cut out for us, but it was a vegetable garden for 30 years, so the soil is beautiful and raring to go. Over to the left is what appears to be some elderly arugula gone mad, probably from lonesomeness. We'll fix that.
*I say the Sungolds are "life-changing" because of our friend Rick, Adam's neighbor at his old place. Rick says he never liked tomatoes until trying a Sungold, at which point, inspired and intrepid, he began trying other kinds of tomatoes. The Sungold changed his whole outlook on tomatoes, and now he's a tomato fan, and he and his wife grow lots of tomatoes in their backyard.
and when that proves unsuccessful, resorts to looking tragically adorable.
Meimei keeps me company while I'm working at the kitchen table, and is clearly astounded by the quantity of plums I am about to pit for the dehydrator.
She considers whether they would be good to eat, or at least to bat around the floor.
Curious about what's outside her new digs, she peers out the dining room window, and we can see her from the kitchen.
New smells are as crucial to information-gathering as new sights.
This was the first of many plum harvests.
This was the first of many resulting plum tortes.
This is my reading nook.
This is how my reading nook looks when I am sharing it.
This is the view looking up from the reading nook, into the fig tree.
This is some produce we brought over from Adam's old place, which were growing on his deck in EarthBoxes: The little ones are Sungold tomatoes, which are amazing and life-changing* and my new favorite tomato; then there's some kind of plum tomato; some kind of orange tomato; lots of lemon cucumbers.
This is Toby and his friend Deacon the Puppy, wrestling enthusiastically in the living room. You can't tell that this photo is not of a random blob of fuzziness with teeth, but I promise, it is Toby and Deacon.
These are some gorgeous flowers my dad sent along, which are a nice taste of home. They are in a beautiful pitcher made by Charlie, Adam's pottery teacher in PA.
These are the vintage suitcases we bought at two different yard sales last Sunday (for a grand total of, I think, $5.50) that we'll use for clothing storage.
This is the vintage birdseye-maple dresser that we picked up for a song on Craigslist, topped by a lovely mirror that Adam's mom refinished for him as a gift, with some flowers from the garden. The white flowers are from a plant that Adam's friend Susan said is called "potato-vine." There's a bunch of potato-vine flowers all around the house. It's a very plain name for such a pretty, delicate, star-shaped flower.
This is the wheelbarrow, the weeds, and the soon-to-be-resuscitated vegetable garden area. We do have our work cut out for us, but it was a vegetable garden for 30 years, so the soil is beautiful and raring to go. Over to the left is what appears to be some elderly arugula gone mad, probably from lonesomeness. We'll fix that.
*I say the Sungolds are "life-changing" because of our friend Rick, Adam's neighbor at his old place. Rick says he never liked tomatoes until trying a Sungold, at which point, inspired and intrepid, he began trying other kinds of tomatoes. The Sungold changed his whole outlook on tomatoes, and now he's a tomato fan, and he and his wife grow lots of tomatoes in their backyard.
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