Back home!

The world, in these northern parts where I live, has turned green, and exuberant.  If you let your eyes repose above the canopies of trees all the way to where the mountains arise to the heavens below white, fluffy clouds, you’ll understand. That’s the view I am seeing right now from my window on the second floor.  Every color of green and yellow-green covers roofs and tall houses; letting only the peaks of mountains in the distance visible, in their dark-blue tones... like some sleepy mythological gods whose heads are bended down, looking into our homes and into our lives… and it is good to be back home after a few days of intense living in Rome; good to feel the familiar, smell the familiar, sleep where you have always sleep, and eat what you want to eat.  It is good.  All is good. 

Yesterday, I worked all day long in the garden.  A full-time job mowing the lawn and pruning and pulling out weeds.  I also fertilized and sprayed every rose bush with Neem Oil.  The house and gardens are looking wonderful under any and every light… from afar and from a close distance, everything is looking awesome, and the garden is back to glory days. Some of the old roses are still not performing as they should, or as I expect them to, but either way they are roses, and I’m still loving them and are bringing them into the house by the dozens, to embellish vases and urns, and jugs and bottles and any container that fancies my imagination.

  

On one of those claustrophobic days when the painters were here and I was trapped inside a taped down house, I decided to turned one of our guest rooms on the upstairs into a shabby chic retreat.  With all the number of roses the summer garden is bestowing these days, it was almost a sin not to change things around the house... because, well, nothing could be more appropriate, or perfect when you have a garden bursting with roses than to have a Shabby Chic room!  Right?  Somehow, roses and the Shabby Chic style goes hand in hand, don't you think so?

So, I put away some things and brought out some more and then, made myself a little Shabby Chic, girly space!

I’ll show you more later, and maybe I’ll also share with you a little about Italy and what we did when we were there and places we visited. I’m still dreaming with a quaint little ancient village in southern Tuscany, called Pienza on the top of rolling hills, and in the middle of green grassy plains.  It is a small picturesque town with beautiful doors and windows with flowerpots at every turn! For now, I hope you are all doing well.  I hope you missed me, and still remember me!

PS: I put a little music on my blog for you to enjoy (for now), but is it too much?  Does the background music makes it difficult to read?  I know that something like that bothers me sometimes when I'm reading... so let me know and I will stop it!  ;)