Happy May Day everyone. A little day, to be sure, but the inconsequential sure adds up quickly. You know what I mean. I know you do.
I found this picture some time ago and don't remember where. A magazine? A website? A blog? I love it. In fact, I've dreamed up a business around it. Chicken wire cones filled with tissue and fresh blooms. Could anything be more country and lovely?
If we lived close and I had nothing to do all day I'd make you one of these for May Day. I'd fill it with pillowy roses and drop it by and ring the bell and dash off, Millie at my heels. I think things like this matter. Gestures like this add up. They mean the difference between an ordinary day and a sweetly extraordinary one.
Quick words of thanks this morning:
1) To all you super-fast Etsy shoppers who descended on my shop like locusts and picked it clean yesterday. Y'all blew me away. Some orders have already been mailed; others will go out after lunch and others first thing tomorrow. I'm so pleased with all the goodies and hope you will be, too. Thank you.
2) To all of you puppy gals who offered advice and encouragement. I'm calling about puppy school this morning and am going to get a crate tonight. Thanks for the advice. Millie's already chewing EVERYTHING, including my thumbs, the (iron) legs on the clawfoot tub, my best bra, and 10 yards of pink and brown ribbon I was going to sew on a skirt. Lovely. I'm trying to be firm with her and I am, but it's hard when she turns those sad little blue eyes on me. Yesterday afternoon I went to her little space to find her and she was gone. Little bugger sneaked out of the sitting room and curled up in a basket of dirty laundry in the bath and slept all morning.
I adore her.
3) To my friend Shelley who arrived with a super turbo tiller -and dinner- the other day when she was swamped and saved me hours of back-bending work. You're my girl hero. (The okra came up overnight and the sunflowers are nearly a foot tall.) When everything gets ripe I'm going to make you one of these, only with vegetables. What is it Cassie says? I love ya more than butterflies....
Thanks, you all. Really. Little things turn big things here. Thanks. Happy May Day. -Brin