photos from a summer weekend

It felt like a long week and was capped by our taking someone else's son to the emergency room on Friday afternoon. Though I am only acquainted with him (he is working at my office for the summer) I turned out to be the best candidate for the job. Turns out it is nearly as exhausting as taking one of my own. He's doing better but I am wary whilst weary.

We are having a mostly quiet weekend but it looks pretty.


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I am counting on an Art Director friend to choose a color for our front door. He's given a general idea but not an actual color. I need A COLOR. I might have to ask another Art Director friend for her opinion.

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We flew the flags for Middle's trip last week and haven't taken them down. I think the Irish couple down the block have put their house on the market and we also have new neighbors around the corner. These things make me want to leave the flags (which are a constant source of speculation amongst our neighbors) in place. (They are Tibetan prayer flags and we fly them when one of us is on an adventure.)

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The front garden is lush and close to blooming.

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The little garden by the street is lovely.

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This is Paola's bench. It is waiting patiently for her.



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I put flowers in the men's room.


K and I are having dinner out. I'm very excited.

I hope it's a lovely Sunday where you are.


Comments

alice c said…
Do you ever take the flags down now? Isn't it a good idea to keep them up in case Middle gets an unexpected shoot at Cape Canaverel?
L.P. said…
Your front garden is lovely, I'm smitten with that blue and orange combination (not one I usually go for).

We had prayer flags on the front porch for years, put up by my husband when we moved into our house. A neighbor came across the street and asked us what they were "for". These flags are ubiquitous in Portland. (She turned out not to be a great neighbor, anyway.)