So I've been pretty impressed with myself that the flowers in front of the shop have lasted so long ... until last week's heat wave. I came back from New Orleans to find a bunch of fried stems where my azaleas had once bloomed. "I promised I watered them!" Sara explained.
But I wasn't too worried. Like in so many other situations, death leads to life, and this was no exception. Also dead plants means I get to go to my favorite place in the whole wide world: Home Depot! I skip down the expansive aisles breathing in sawdust and dreaming about all the projects I could tackle. Do I need a new circular saw? I think so. How about some more spray primer? Hells yea! And who doesn't need extra paint brushes and sand paper and light bulbs ... yea, I love home improvement stores.
This time, though, I limited myself to the rooftop nursery. I still purchased more than I intended (tomato and basil plants for my deck), but I got some gorgeous purple wave petunias too, which inspired me to finally complete an upholstery project that I had been dragging my feet finishing.
|(The flowers that gave me the extra push to finally finish ...)|
|(... this pretty floral bench seat.)|
|(Vintage piano seat with a new custom upholstered top)|