I found this door lingering in the "barn" of HeWho. Now, before you might wonder, I did not enter this structure. Me being of sound mind and all that. It is a scary looking place that HeWho hoards his junk in with no organization whatsoever. I just happened to look inside when I was grabbing the gas can for my mower and spied the door.
The door was meant to be written upon. Just look at it, it is lined for heaven's sake! I was tired of my old headboard. It was nice and padded with various denims covering it. I even had a back pocket from a pair of jeans located conveniently where my hand could just reach up and place the TV remote inside. But, it was years old and hard to keep clean of dust and flying dog hair. So I painted and lettered the door.
My side is romantic, speaking of undying love for my mate. His side is, well, simple and to the point. Now I will need to paint the walls a complimentary color. I bought the paint in the "oops" section and paid $1.25 for a quart. I like the color and might just dump it into a half gallon of white and paint the walls. I like experiments.
After finally hanging the new head board I ventured out into the overcast day to look at my gardens. I picked these green beans and a few peaches that were ready. I ate one while I picked green beans. It was so juicy and good. Nothing taste better than a tree ripened peach!
My green beans look like snakes! They taste better than they look.
So, last night, right before bedtime I clicked onto Facebook and saw that my daughter's St. Bernard, Georgie, had died. She was 10 years old and had a wonderful life. They were preparing for the trip to take my granddaughter to college today and had left her at the kennel where she died in her sleep.
I bawled like a baby. Could not stop crying, so I could not talk to my daughter, lest we both blubber into the night. I was still sad this morning when I got up. I usually check e-mail and Facebook while I drink coffee. The campground page will sometimes have people trying to contact me about reservations. Not often, but I always look. This morning all I saw was obituaries for dachshunds! Four of them. I had to get out of the office and go outside! Just made me sadder. Georgie was a very timid and docile girl. She loved my son-in-law the best, she was definitely his dog. I remember him trying to teach her to wipe her feet when she was just a pup. RIP Georgie Girl.