My friend, Susanne, had a medicine cabinet leftover from a remodel a year or so ago. She wanted it out of her garage so our cabin got an improvement. Thanks, Friend!
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I also worked on the front yard. There’s a circle of “flowers” (okay, mostly weeds and overgrown grass) in the middle of the lawn. It will look better and be easier to maintain when I can dump some dirt and grass seed over it. But it will be slow progress, done only when it’s warm, dry, and we’re not at the beach.
Two birds with one stone: moving pretty purple flowers next to the deck where they won’t be mowed over and another opportunity to plant something where I want Dwayne to build. There’s always a master plan, my friends.
And this tree is significant in that it’s not dead. It was supposed to be a weeping flowering cherry, but it has grown straight and tall and was overshooting the space in our own yard. So I uprooted it, pruned it down to size, left it in the garage overnight before it was tossed in the back of Jim’s truck and carted over to the cabin. Jim will be the only one more shocked than myself to see how well it is blossoming. Seriously, how did I not kill it? Well done, tree. Use well your second chance at life.