The Violet Fern

A Colorful Tale of a Garden in the Making


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The Nature of the Beast

People make progress but do not reach perfection because imperfection is the nature of the beast. — Idiom

This morning it is straight to coffee, not my usual glass of lemon water, as I eye a tentacle of bindweed growing inside?! … yes that beast is inside! … our “Board Room” the name we have given our five-six-seven?-year-and-counting back porch renovation project. The coffee because I didn’t sleep very well wondering just what it was, or is, scratching in the bedroom wall because it sounds much larger than a mouse. It is a dark and stormy morning and there are new leaks in the yet to be renovated roof. All the gutters are clogged and water is falling like Niagra from their rims. There is a tiny trickle running down the rain chain that is, when the gutter is not clogged which is perhaps 1% of the time, a wonderful sight to behold when it rains. And so it goes.

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ABC

I sincerely hope I don’t get that song in your head, and if I did soon you’ll be singing a different one if you read on. I guess I’m hung up on letters at the moment. I am having so much fun with #the100DayProject and my #100Bs that I am throwing in an A and a C! (If you by some fleeting chance have missed out on all the times I’ve mentioned my 100 day project of 100 Bs, follow along on instagram where I post my daily small painting of something beginning with B. Make a request if you’d like!) Read along to see what ABCs are blooming right now in the Violet Fern garden.

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Focused

No, I have not disappeared off the face of the earth, although there are some who believe I am from another planet. It’s just that we have officially entered “Mayhem.” I have actually been in mayhem mode since April, however. It was a mad, mad dash to leave “paradise” literally mopping the floors on our way out the door so that hopefully, vacationing folks, would enter and stay in a clean and comfortable place. It was no small feat to purchase a house and have it turn key ready in three months. Most of the walls were freshly painted, walls came down, bamboo flooring went in, furniture was shuffled out of one place into storage and then finally shuffled into our place. Artwork was sorted, selected, framed, hung. Some landscaping was attempted, irrigation systems installed. I am flattered when I run into someone here up North and they say I look well rested. I have to chuckle.

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