This is Lisianthus. I saw this two summers ago at a farmers market in Cape May. It looks like a cross between a small rose, and sweet pea. The petals and leaves are delicate, but hardy. The colors and form work beautifully in either a cottage garden or a formal structure.
Last weekend, Paul and I went to the Philadelphia Dancesport Festival—a yearly ballroom and Latin competition. We saw some nice dancing, with the added value of an opportunity to wear excessive eye makeup.
The event wasn’t as good as past years—we didn’t see anything truly spectacular. But it did make me think of the most fabulous year we attended.
The video is of Yulia Zagoruychenko and her partner, (whom you will not even notice). There are plenty of more recent videos of her, but I saw them do this routine in person five years ago. It remains one of the most astonishing things I’ve ever seen. She is the person I plan to come back as in my next life.
If you’re not into dancing, you should watch the video anyway. Her costume is reason enough.
This is the vegetable garden towards the end of last summer.
It probably looks like I really love growing vegetables… but I don’t.
What I do like—is eating things I know no one else has touched.
More of what I have in mind, and how I am going to try to squeeze it all in the ten square-inches available.
I like the clean look of an oversized mirror over the sink— with dual sconces installed through the glass, rather than off to the side.
I want to keep the bathroom design bright and clean, and kind of modern… but also maintain a vintage feeling to match the age of the house.
It will probably be a maintenance issue, with water splashing up. But as usual, I’ve decided to dispense with practicality.
Literally, a grow house… I have no green house, so the kitchen is the makeshift plant room. The lights and heat mats and cords and watering and misting is getting old.
One of these winters Paul will build a better system… when he has five spare minutes and nothing else is on fire.