Stairs

This was the state of the stairs:

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When we moved in, it had a very nondescript runner on the stairs. I never liked it. The runner had both bubbles and peanut butter spilled on it too. Finally one day I tore it off. I was left with this mess, as the previous owner had not bothered to paint under the runner.

It’s sat like this for far too long as we finished other house projects. Gradually, it’s moved up my to-do list and I started to get fun ideas. My younger sister came up for a visit and helped me transform it.

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We made rainbow stairs! I was determined to not buy paint, but to use the assortment of random paint I had. We mixed many of the colors, and others directly match paint used on the inside or outside of the house. I’m loving them. It’s quite a transformation from an eyesore to something I’ll sit and stare at.

And when you have a bunch of leftover paint, a very boring stool and a bit of creativity, you keep going and make this:

A few tips: plastic utensils worked well for the splatter paint. We also laid the stool on it’s side after we applied paint to get some nice movement. And I’m glad I keep leftover sour cream/cottage cheese containers. Way to use #253: they work well for mixing paint.

Birthday

I had a birthday. My day was quite normal. We went out to eat at Costco, because I actually quite enjoy the food there and I needed groceries. We had cheesecake and also took leftover cake to some friends for fun.

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I’m happy where I am in life. I feel like I crammed a lot of life into my late teens/early twenties, and I am glad life is slowed down now. I’m still young by anyone’s standards expect for maybe kids!

Summer Day

The days have been busy and lazy. Full of chores and playing with children. I’ve been getting around to things that I keep meaning to do. We got out the baby pool in the yard, set up the hammock, went on a walk and such.

I’m not necessarily doing a lot with my life right now. Sometimes I want to pursue more projects and do more with my career. But I’m also living the life I’ve always dreamed about. I have a big garden, chickens, a nice and usually clean home, three rowdy but awesome boys, this blog, occasional projects, volunteer work, all that goes along with managing a household, and plenty of good books to read. It’s a full, wonderful life. I would rather have the time to watch my boys play and spend time swinging on the hammock than any other success I could have. (Naps on a hammock outside just might be the best luxury in the world.)

Independence Day

Independence Day ended with a bang. Not just because of the fireworks. We were in the back of the truck and Henry fell and hit his head really good. Biggest goose egg I ever saw. Luckily he was okay and we didn’t have to add an emergency room visit onto a late night.

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I also managed to hit a pole that day and dent our car. As holidays go, it wasn’t a great one.

Folding Arms

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Henry is adorable.  Lately he’s learned to fold his arms during prayers. Sometimes he will fold his arms all by himself and not necessarily during prayers.  He’s folded his arms during scripture study, talks during church,  Bible videos and Family Home Evening lessons.  I think he recognizes the spirit and wants to be reverent,  even at just 18 months old.

Weeds

This is what happens when you take weed science in college:
  • My favorite vegetable might be purslane, a commonly hated weed. I think most people think I am very weird because I keep recommending it to others. I have not had anyone try it that didn’t like it though.

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  • Peter picked Weeds of the West as his bedtime story. It is probably my most often recommended book to others. Including six year old boys.
  • We had Kids club at the garden. When we needed something to do, I took them on a little nature walk…across the parking lot to look at a large, yellow patch of dodder. Because who wouldn’t want to look at a parasitic plant?

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Flower Garden

The garden is starting to take form.

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Year two of planting my mounds. Plants were beaten back by hail, but have since recovered. They’ve doubled in size since this picture, taken about a week ago. 

In my front garden, I did hardly anything this year. Perennials I have planted for the last couple of years along with reseeding herbs and annuals have filled in. The fennel has taken over. I’ve got agastache, chamomile, yarrow, calamintha, thyme, columbine, and butterfly weed that are all doing well. All of my perennials are small-flowered and subtle, but many are fragrant and tough.

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The food forest is doing okay. I had one bare root tree that never broke dormancy. Several other plants are not doing so well and have died back. Part of that was user error (like hacking off a grape by accident), but I also think the salts in my soil are a bit high. I’ve been using chicken manure in the garden (as both part of mulch and this area was a chicken run for awhile). I think that has increased the salt level, and wasn’t a good fit for the sensitivity of first-year bare root plants. If I do it in the future, I’ll clean out more of the manure before planting. Right now our flood irrigation seems to be helping flush everything out.

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It’s one problem with permaculture techniques based on wetter climates: they have more water that both decomposes faster and flushes salts out. In the dry and cold climate I live in, many systems have to run a lot slower to be effective. I’ve noticed sheet mulching, hugelkultur take longer to break down, and now that salts in compost and mulch can stick around and must be used judiciously.

I still have a tremendous amount of work to do. And that’s just okay. I think I would be sad if I didn’t have years of projects to still experiment with.

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I think this is a purple carrot gone to seed. 

Summer

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We went to a splash pad. Bringing the bucket and water guns was a good idea.

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The boys, watching a parade. I’ve decided I don’t usually like parades. I’m hoping this is the only one we go to. It was blissfully short. swim hole.jpg

I went to a great-great-grandparent family reunion. We skipped the family history part of it all and went and played in this lovely swimming hole on the cattle ranch we were at.

Enjoyment

Often I focus on trying to find things I enjoy. I flipped that around and I tried to enjoy the things I had to do. I was less stressed, and more focused. At the end of the day I wasn’t looking for fun relaxing things to do, because I had made most things I did throughout the day enjoyable.