Wednesday, 2 September 2015
Sunday, 30 August 2015
So this blog is going to focus on things that are red on top. Like these flowers in my garden:I replaced the birds nest spruce that didn't make it with a miniature rose that is supposed to be hardy in our climate. I have my doubts (I seem to kill all my roses - but I refuse to "tip" them as is the custom here - which means digging a hole and burying them on their sides for the winter. I guess the price of laziness is death, but I will try and mulch these real well and try to pull them through.
The long awaited answer to the color of my new clematis is in and the answer is burgundy purplish.
It sems to be a miniature clematis and is full of buds all at the top of the plant. It isn't exactly what I expected, but this means I'll want to find a taller plant to put in front of it next year.
I dreamed of fields of poppies when I bought two packs of flower seeds with my Mom last June. Well, I've managed to get one at a time thrice - not exactly a field, but it is better than my prior record. One pack is pink and the other orange. Still, I'm thrilled I have a 300% improvement over prior years!
Here is a different redhead. I had been thinking the red squirrels were the ones destroying my birdfeeder by gnawing away the palstic so the seeds would run out into the garden. Looks like I was wrong! It just shows my prejudice against squirrels.
I can feel the pounds melting away already! ;-)
Sunday, 23 August 2015
The lighter colored chairs are all original to the house. The darker ones were obtained from elsewhere.
Upstairs we got to see the bedrooms. The children's rooms were seperated by a wall that did not go all the way up to the ceiling, so the girls threw things over the wall at the boys at night when they were supposed to be sleeping and vice versa.
Wright had special stencils designed for the childrens' room. Below you can see a panel a bit closer up.
They also had a genuine flushing toilet.
This cradle was in the family and ended up being used for Wright's granddaughter, none other than Anne Baxter. She gave the cradle to the house when they started trying to put things together.
This chair dominates the space and has the windows (which are not transparent because of neighbors) above and behind it.