SPOOKY SIGHTS
NATURE COMES ALIVE TONIGHT...
Hope your HALLOWEEN is a hauntedly
good night!!!!!!

Welcome!! Please visit often for updates, photos and tips from my backyard garden and my home.
There's a change in the air. Cool crisp mornings. I hear the winds rustling the leaves, crunching them as I walk. The light in the sky, so different at 5. Hot chocolate thyme, recipes of soups and stews-
Around my house it"s cleanup time. All the yard decorations, my garden ladies, statuaries, and even the potting tables get "torn down" wiped off and put in the back shed. Some of the yard decor will go into my Cottage Garden House. This is my special place by the herb and perennial gardens. Housing shelves, a cabinet, a writing table, potting table, and even an old fashioned porcelain sink, this 12x12outdoor shed has curtains at the windows and hanging above the screen doors. Everthing goes back to its spot for the remainder of the fall and winter. Ron, will take off the screen doors and replace with the original shed doors. You can see pictures of the Garden House on the Cabbage Patch Photos slideshow.
Where have all the aprons gone? My interest was piqued when looking for dresses, hats, purses and aprons for my garden ladies. They are hard to find. Explored the flea markets and antique shops, found a few I liked. My collection is growing and I wanted to share them with you. They are so fun to look at and try on. My mom and grandmother wore aprons all the time. When they went to the kitchen that was the first thing that was put on. They were a practical necessity. They covered up the dress underneath to protect it from soiling. Plus aprons were used for everyday tasks. Perfect for carrying eggs from the hen house, vegetables from the garden, perhaps a receipe. Mom used to wipe the hands and the dirty face of my little sister. That apron had a pocket to which collected glasses, bobby pins, had a tissue, just about anything that seemed important at the moment. I wear my aprons every so often, mostly around holiday time. It feels good, a sense of home, a memory. I remember you Mom!