The catmint is going strong with beautiful purple/lavender flowers. I have a lot of it in the big garden bed. It blooms from mid-spring to early summer. It’s usually full of the sound of buzzing bees.
My other spirea is now filling up with these beautiful pink blooms. It lives at the far end of the porch and shares that space with the Annabelle hydrangea. Both bushes, which I should have planted much further apart, are huge.
A gorgeous day yesterday and another one today. I did some weeding, and watering – outdoor and indoor plants – washed the sheets, vacuumed – that sort of thing. Today, Don is off to work at the Farmer’s Market. It’s been very slow, portrait-wise, for the past two days, so let’s hope today is more productive for him.
A couple of weeks ago, in anticipation of the sofa arrival, Don and I switched out some tables. Then, after seeing a photo of these chairs in my former apartment in Cambridge, he brought up the idea of using them in place of the four mismatched chairs we’d been using. I’ve been pushing for them to make an appearance in the kitchen for years, but he wasn’t interested before. This was good news!
We wanted cleaner lines in the kitchen. There’s a lot going on in there and we wanted to eliminate too much busy-ness. So, Don exchanged the four chairs for these two, which were living in our storage space.
You can’t tell from this photo, but they’re really beautiful. The wood is highly polished mahogany. I found them in a tiny little used furniture shop in Cambridge, MA, over 30 years ago. They used to be in the offices of Mass Mutual, an insurance company, and they have the metal tag on the back to prove it. I used them in my little dining area in the Cambridge kitchen.
Taking a picture of an old, darkish, snapshot is never easy!
I’ll try to get a good shot of one of the chairs today, so you can see the beautiful finish. When Don brought them back to the house, I spent the better part of an afternoon cleaning them. It’s so good to have them back! Since there’s rarely anyone but the two of us here, why not use them? And they’re incredibly comfortable. Since I will no longer let Don eat while sitting on the new sofa, we’re actually sitting at the table more often. The chairs, with a nice wide seat, are perfect for a big guy like Don. They’re substantial.
I was sitting in one of those chairs when my friend and colleague at Boston University, Annette, ran downstairs to comfort me when I told her that my brother had just died. Annette died last year – far too soon.
There are memories, both good and poignant, in those chairs.
Okay. We both woke up way too early today. Let’s just say it was before 5 am. I’m going to try to stay in the moment until I can sneak a nap in later in the day.
Happy Sunday.
