Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Saturday Morning

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Sorry for not posting on Friday. The events in the House on Thursday and the blatant cruelty on full display were tremendously  upsetting. I woke up at 3 am on Friday morning and never got back to sleep. I couldn’t stop my thoughts, my worry, my outrage. So I only had a few hours of sleep. I realized it was the Fourth of July and a holiday, so I figured you’d understand.

It was also the 31st anniversary of the day that Don and I met. And really, even though it was our first meeting, tentative, with some flirting and shyness, neither of us had any interest in anyone else from that moment on. We knew. We just had to work it all out.

So yay for us! 31 years together.

I can’t bring myself to write about the atrocity of a bill that was approved on Thursday. You all know how I feel about it. And I desperately need to lose myself in some work outside today and to observe birds and bees and butterflies and our groundhog. On Thursday, late in the day, we saw three young bucks walk through our property. Their antlers were beginning to bud, but they were young. And so beautiful! I briefly wondered if they were the culprits eating my plants. Very likely. We’ve never seen three bucks together and it was magical.

Anyway, Don has a gig this morning. I’m going to trim a lot of weeds and mow some grass. I finished the Jane Casey mystery this morning and when Don is back home after his gig, I’m grabbing the car to return a book to the library and pick up two books that I have on reserve.

I needed some comfort yesterday. Olivia is definitely one of my comfort dolls, so she and I hung out together.

She is so darned cute!

Stay safe.

Happy Saturday.

Midweek

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Yesterday was the kind of humid day where you just know that thunderstorms will appear. And they did. Not too much, just enough. It’s going to be warm again today, but without the crazy humidity.

I’m very angry at yesterday’s vote. All I will say here is part of what I said online, without the cuss words:

My mother spent the last years of her life in a nursing home supported by Medicaid. My father could no longer keep her safe from repeated falls and injuries. He visited her every day.

My nephew is disabled and relies on Medicaid.

We’re an average American family. Multiply us by millions and millions of Americans who rely on Medicaid.

Then I said what I felt about those who voted for this. It was colorful.

Anyway, karma is real.

Moving on.

The zinnias seeds I planted in a metal tub on the funky patio are blooming. The ones I sowed in the ground are progressing much more slowly.

Ruby loves to read.

Gosh, I love her face.

Chloe is wearing the sunglasses my pal Gwen sent to me as a thank you for helping her out with a little speech she had to make. Too cute for words! I’m always very careful with putting any glasses on a Blythe because I don’t want to scratch the faceup. It was worth it for this photo.

Chloe is super cool.

Tomorrow is my little sister’s birthday. She is the best.

No real plans for today except to vacuum and clean the house.

Stay safe.

Happy Wednesday.

The Weekend

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We did a heck of a lot of work outside last week; mowing the entire property, pruning, weeding, weed trimming, mowing the trails in the woods. After all of the rain, followed by the dangerous heat, we had a lot of catching up to do. We don’t like the fact that doing all of that work is not as easy as it used to be. But it is what it is.

Anyway, we worked outside again on Saturday. I pruned several bushes, yanked weeds and vines, cleaned up the garden beds. Don mowed the trails. So we rested yesterday. We sat on the porch for an hour or so, all the while expressing gratitude for our house and our property. We are blessed. It was so beautiful out there! Don played and wrote some music. And I played with the girls/dolls.

I have this loft dollhouse that was available at Target years ago. A couple of years ago, I removed the loft and the stairs, with the idea of using it for the girls for another photo opportunity. But, I haven’t purchased any furniture in this scale (1:6) and my initial idea of wallpapering the box isn’t something I want to do now.

So I grabbed a vintage glove box out of the cabinet in the studio to use as a sofa, made a makeshift table from a yogurt container I got in Paris and arranged the girls. That’s a fabric-covered board behind the window as I didn’t want a view of Don’s desk.

I like the way it looks.

Afterward, I brought the girls and animals back down to the den and I ended up removing the dolls from their cubbies, while I dusted and readjusted the wallpaper, which is temporarily attached and tends to slip downward a bit over time.

And Katie got a new outfit.

I can’t tell you how calming it all was! These girls bring peace.

Down by the street, our annual burst of orange beauty is takin place.

Ditch lilies are all blooming everywhere in our little town.

Later, I’m going to snip off the now dead blooms on the lilac bush (the ones I can reach) which will promote more flowers next year. And clean the bathroom and vacuum.

Or not.

Stay safe.

Happy Monday.

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