Nope, it's the 23rd, our monthly housecleaning date, a 2020 venture. So far, so good. With the Husband and I working together, we're done in a couple of hours. So it seemed today.
Sweep. Dust. Vacuum. Scrub. Molly made sure she was somewhere else.
This is what you see when you walk up our driveway. Sorry, I don't remember the names of anything that's not a rose, daisy, spider plant, California poppy, canna lily, jade, or uhm, I think that's it.
Geranium! How I can forget geraniums? We have pink, white, red, bi-color, vine, bush, smelly, and not smelly at all. They live in the front yard, too. They're up towards the house so you can barely see them in the photo.
I have a decent success rate of propagating geraniums for someone who goes on intuition and by hit-and-miss. The late great Mama, the best green thumb of all in my book, always said (not in these words), "Try it. If it works, it works. If not, try until it works."
It's nearly four years since Mama's Spirit moved onward into the Universe. She loved her green lawn in the front yard; the Husband and I did not. So, little by little, the lawn turned into what you see now.
Today is the first day of the Sketchbook Revival, a free online art workshop hosted by Karen Abend that runs until April 3. I don't know what to expect. This is my first online art workshop. I like that I can pick and choose from over 20 sessions taught by artists, and that I have until April 26 to access the workshop. If you're interested, check out the website here.
I took advantage of the workshop's pre-session and learned how to make a junk journal. It was not difficult, complex, or scary like I thought it would be. Hurrah!
I'm already thinking HUGE. Maybe not for my next junk journal, or the one after that, or the one after that one, and most likely a whole bunch others before I attempt a totally hand sewn journal with handmade paper. Ooo-la-la. Dream big.
I'm dreaming of All Seasons and Mosaic Monday, so off I go to link up. Please stay safe out there. You know the drill.