I do a lot of thinking when I'm on my sweet Husqvarna riding lawnmower.
A lot.
I love my lawnmower.
I love mowing.
Four hours of sunshine on my shoulders;
the earthy fragrance of freshly cut grass;
and seeing our property from different angles and views.
It's alllll good.
And while I'm cutting those neat, green stripes in the grass,
my brain is going a million miles a minute ~
re-landscaping this,
relocating that,
adding something here,
and moving something over there.
It gives me the perfect chance to do some serious brainstorming and planning.
So when I rode by the front porch
and glanced at my favorite porch swing,
she looked pretty
but...
unadorned.
She needed something.
I love the new RASC body pillow slip a friend made for me.
I love the ruffled cushion beneath it.
But something was missing...
A lot.
I love my lawnmower.
I love mowing.
Four hours of sunshine on my shoulders;
the earthy fragrance of freshly cut grass;
and seeing our property from different angles and views.
It's alllll good.
And while I'm cutting those neat, green stripes in the grass,
my brain is going a million miles a minute ~
re-landscaping this,
relocating that,
adding something here,
and moving something over there.
It gives me the perfect chance to do some serious brainstorming and planning.
So when I rode by the front porch
and glanced at my favorite porch swing,
she looked pretty
but...
unadorned.
She needed something.
I love the new RASC body pillow slip a friend made for me.
I love the ruffled cushion beneath it.
But something was missing...
Hmmmmmm.......
The creative gears in my brain began to whirl and grind.
Every time I rode past the porch, I looked at her.
Contemplating....
thinking.
By the time the mowing was completed,
I knew exactly what I wanted to do.
My swing was singing for some
gypsy goodness.
Gathering up a pile of streamers I use when creating my dream catchers,
I headed out to the porch...
...and started wrapping.
Criss-crossing back and forth over the chains,
tying them in a knot,
leaving the ends to flutter in the wind.
Criss-crossing back and forth over the chains,
tying them in a knot,
leaving the ends to flutter in the wind.
So much better than those plain, old chains.
I also changed out the chandelier on the porch, too.
The previous one was very plain.
This one, however,
(picked up last summer at an antique shop)
adds a touch of vintage, romantic bling.
I also changed out the chandelier on the porch, too.
The previous one was very plain.
This one, however,
(picked up last summer at an antique shop)
adds a touch of vintage, romantic bling.
A large, new outdoor Turkish-inspired rug will soon grace the cement floor
replacing the worn coir one.
The answer was to hang long, romantic sheer outdoor curtain panels ~
giving the porch an even more cozy, romantic bohemian feel.
Oh yes.
I ripped some white streamers to use as tie-backs on breezy days.
Now, the porch feels a bit more like an outdoor room.
A place to escape the hot afternoon sun.
A place to swing and snooze the day away...
on a whimsical, gypsy swing.
Be sure to stop by and take a leisurely walk through Kerryanne's beautiful new e-zine
"Simply Shabbilicious" at her Shabby Art Boutique blog.
You might see someone you know.
*wink*
The new issue is scheduled to be out on Monday, May 20!


















