The irony is not lost on me. I assure you.
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Yes. This is a snowball maker in my child's
hands. Because we only purchase really smart
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But the real irony is that I have just finished reupholstering four of the cutest outdoor patio chairs that have ever wanted to see sunlight.
As they sit in my living room -my dark, cold, wintery living room- I'm not sure if they are a comforting reminder of our coming summer, or a taunting indication of the weeks of drear that possibly lie ahead. Good thing they are so cute.
Though this blog often features local items to purchase from our geographic region, I also know some of the most awesome local items a person can have are the ones made in their very own home, by their very own hands. Here is just such a recent project I have undertaken, with not an ounce of consideration for the weather....
When I came across these four wrought-iron chairs sitting -for free- on the side of the road, I knew why. They were rusty. They were torn. They were -gasp- a titch on the ugly side. But they had a few things going for them, too, as they were local treasures that could easily be renewed for a few dollars rather than purchasing new versions from faraway places for much higher prices. So I led them home with a trail of breadcrumbs and promises of sweet nothings in their ears. Don't they look happy in my warm basement?
Outside.
Any day now.
