The new sun

Spring has finally sprung in my little world! Tree branches are bursting with tiny buds of every shape and form, and as the marvelous sun of early spring polishes up the land spreading life at every turn, the garden renovates itself almost like magic in front of my eyes. I go out to it every morning and faithfully search for any sign of life—a new leaf a new bud a new song enchanting the morning air as my eyes survey each shrub and each tree and each corner of my precious little Paradise.

I feel so immeasurably happy when I find myself surrounded by this immaculate brilliancy of the new sun! The golden veil in which the earth is enveloped, the purity of the new day bathed in golden rays of mirth and songs… It is as if all of a sudden, a magical hand has lifted up the dark shroud of winter giving way to this marvelous new brightness and vividness all around, and my soul, as with in Nature, rises up too and bursts to life from the demise of my own mortal soil.  And I want to go out and live and laugh and dance and be one with nature in the true freedom of birds… 

It rained a lot last week. And I say “a lot”, considering that rain does happen upon so sporadically around here that it is a feast worth celebrating. Most of our water comes in the form of snow during our winters, and the few precious rainy days we get, happen mostly at the beginning of spring… and oh how much the earth loves it then; how supple and dark and fertile the soil becomes. Happy worms come wiggling themselves up from the softened soil, showing up everywhere as birds engage in a feast and my eyes follow them everywhere from the ground to the trees and from branches back to the ground. 

Today I started walking in our neighborhood again. Soon will be jogging again, and talking to trees and birds as I trot the world by. Then, this afternoon, we visited Home Depot and what a beautiful, beautiful surprise it was to see that the garden has opened its doors again and tall trees and shrubs have been taken out, and there were daffodils and tulips and pansies in pretty faces in baskets, filling every stand. 

There’s so much I want to do in the garden. Flowerpots need to be filled with all sort of beauties; herbs, and tubers and new roses to fill each space!   Are you this happy too when the sun comes back to warm your little world after a long winter and the earth starts to wake up and your heart hears its own songs once again?  I am I am!

It is just a small beginning, but I'm already seeing so much beauty out there!  Hope is in the air, and that's enough for me right now!

Viking Sky

Well my dears, what can I say! Yes, you heard it right! Now, instead of gypsies we are Vikings! Wait, no! We're still gypsies, only we now have a viking stationed in our garage! Does that make sense? Of course, I’m only referring to our new 2018 Forest River VIKING 17RD trailer, that is! And I’m super-duper excited! So excited, in fact, that right after we brought our new travel trailer home on Friday, we packed everything up and went out on our first Viking trip regardless of weather, the cold and the amount of rain we got over the weekend.

Just in case you don’ know it (which I much doubt, of course), the Vikings were seafaring Scandinavians engaged in exploring, raiding and trading in waters and lands outside of Scandinavia from the eighth to eleventh centuries. Now, we’re not Scandies by any means, but we are definitely people engaged in exploring, searching, storming in and invading all sorts of open spaces surrounded by abundant nature where we can roam freely and plunge for a while! 

So, if that applies, then we’re vikings too! But really, it all comes to only one word: Camping! Or Glamping! Because when it comes to camping, I much rather go glamping. It suits my personality so much better you know! So come on in, let me show you around!

This is our cozy little room now. I have to be careful how I decorated it thought, because the Fisherman is a minimalist who prefers the unadorned, but comfortable things, and you know me… I love pillows and veils and pretty fabrics and all sorts of romantic looking pretty things, such as this chandelier. Isn’t it cute!

And this lovely pendant heart. I love it so much! Both, the chandelier and pendant have to be taken down every night when sleeping here, because the Fisherman is a funny-grumpy old fisherman who won’t stand having things jingling or hanging too low over his head, or too many pillows on his bed or this many gypsy veils here and there, just like I love. So I rather not provoke him, in case I might have to end up sleeping with an Imp!

I miss having two bedrooms where I can play and decorate, but we now have acquired an entire bathroom with a shower, and toilet and all, and that’s an improvement. I want to cover all walls in our little bedroom and thus I tried different methods and different things this weekend to see what I like better... I tried some lace curtains, a mandala, then some longer, wider white curtains, and still can't decide what I like. Wallpaper maybe? I didn't want to use a lot of color this time, and tended towards a more subtle more sophisticated kind of a room. So for now is mainly neutrals in here...

I haven't done much in this area... and don't know if I want to over decorate it either, because I love that clear large window, opened and letting in all that light. I was going to wallpaper the table, then, decided for a tablecloth instead, some pillows to match and large globe fairy lights.

Love these lights so much and the soothing romantic light it shed at night, that I’m getting more for this area, and for our room too. I can already hear the Fisherman protesting because there’s too many things in the way or because his head got caught in the cords and so on… but I just don’t care! More lights will be! Hehe!

I was thinking of a proper name to call our new trailer and for a moment thought about naming it Lagertha, who was, according to legend, a Viking shieldmaiden and ruler from what is now Norway, and the onetime wife of the famous Viking Ragnar Lodbrok, but it wasn’t entirely ‘me’. I wanted something more personal, so I came out with “Cielo Vikingo”, which means “Viking Sky” still gypsy, still me and still the model of our new travel trailer:

Year: 2018
Make: Forest River
Model: Viking 17RD
Class: Travel Trailer

DESRIPTION: 

The 17RD layout offers a beautiful rear dinette surrounded by windows. The Queen bed is located in the front end of the trailer. The bed lifts for a large storage area. The kitchen is to the left with a single sink, two stove burners, microwave with range hood, and refrigerator. The bathroom has a corner shower and toilet. Plenty of storage. 

Unit Options: This trailer has a 13,500 BTU Roof Mount Air Conditioner, furnace, 6 gallon water heater with direct spark ignite (DSI), water tank monitor panel, LED lights, Electric awning, Microwave with range hood, 2 burner cook-top, 6 cubic refrigerator, TV Antenna, Stereo with outdoor speakers, Outside Shower, Aluminium wheels, spare tire and carrier.

So that's what our new home on wheels looks for now, but I know it will evolve soon!

Von Voyages!

A garden's diary

March 17—Sunday.  Today we worked like horses preparing that space where our new trailer will be kept.  First, the fence had to be stained, inside and outside... 

What a difference paint makes!  Our crooked fence looks so much better now!  Even the odd old pieces we used along the new wood look great! I'm planning on planting an assortment of plants and vines all along the front, so I'm hoping it will look even better one day!

and then, it was that dog house from hell! 

We ended up having to cut it into large pieces so we could move it around. Sad, and strange that nobody was interested in it, even when we were giving it away for free.  People take too long to respond or start their own projects.  We couldn't wait.

It was such a cute little house too; and so well done. In fact, it was so well done, that it only weighted the weight of a real house! 

It only seems like yesterday when I painted it, decorated it, and then pretended it was a witch's house, right in the middle of my enchanted garden.

I wish we could had kept it, and made it looked pretty again, but our surroundings are always evolving, life happens, nothing ever remains the same, and this cutie wasn’t needed any longer. 

March 18—this morning I worked on finishing things up as far as cleaning that new area where our trailer will go concerns… I worked for hours moving stuff away such as concrete pavers and leftover blocks from old projects, pulling weeds, sweeping and organizing things that will be kept there, such as my garden tools, flowerpots, soil and things like that.     

The Fisherman came home earlier today so we could go to our local dumpster and dispose of part of the old dog house.  Then, we continued on working on its roof, cut it into yet some more pieces so we could finally lift them up, and chucked everything onto my truck, ready to go to the dumpster again tomorrow.  Phew!  We starting to see the light on this!

Today, I also started working on my little pond.  

This time, I wanted to do things right and finally got a pond form.

March 19—right at noon I meet with the Fisherman at our local dumpster so he could help me unload my truck.  All done now!  So happy!  This project was such a nightmare.

The new concrete is looking so nice.  Now that the old dog house is finally out of there, everything looks so tidied up—finally!  The space looks super big and nice… and perfect for a table and some chairs to sit down and relax, but of course, this area is only home to our new trailer now, which it will be here soon!

March 20—my little pond is done!  I decorated it with things strictly from the Dollar Tree store and it’s looking so cute!  I covered the bottom with some adhesive paper that I know it won’t last long, but I liked it so much I had to tried it.  Then, I threw in a few bags of green and blue pebbles, and added some seashells too.  

Around it I planted an assortment of plants... some Ostrich Fern bulbs that were so dried up the poor things, I doubt they'd ever make it; a peony and some Phlox.  I also transplanted some of the irises that were growing on the other side of the fence to this place, and I’m hoping that with enough time, my little pond will look amazing.  Once everything had flourished, of course, if anything would at all. 

I still need to add some smaller rocks all around.... 

and I think the blue adhesive things at the bottom need to be taken out!

Days are beautiful, the sun is out, strong and benefactor, and under my feet the ground is teaming with life... I can hear the bulbs and peonies singing!  Have you heard Nature's voice in your part of your world yet?

The concrete driveway

March 12—super cold today; cold as if winter had come back in full force.  Spring is still hesitating on the threshold and the garden holds its breath in expectation. There is the same bitterness in the air as one may expect in January, and the sky and grass have that same somber look as then.  Still… I went outside to work on the garden, just as I’ve been doing lately.

With the cold wind behind my back and ominous gray clouds above my head, I finished working on the last flowerbed under the north window, where most of the roses sit beautifully waiting for sunshine and warm days.  So that’s it!  The hardest part is done!  Now it is the minor stuff such as cleaning the back porch, retouching the paint on its floors, mending the fence where it needs to be mended, painting flower pots and things like that… and of course, planting…. planting planting! 

I can hardly wait for the plants to start coming to local nurseries! Birds and little creatures of the garden are as excited for spring as I am!

March 13—today, I finally decided to attack the back porch and clean the piles of dead leaves that get to accumulate behind and under furniture, flowerpots and such during our winters.  The culprit are the huge leaves of the grapevines; for each winter they make their resting place along the wall of the house in that part of the porch.  They won’t go away, or even move during high winds.  They just pile and pile up and stay there for months and months; always weighing down my patience.

Rigoberto, the concrete guy, came by today to start working on our new parking space.  I’m excited!  

   

March 14—did I say I was done cleaning the garden?  Oh that wind of the other day brought in so much leaves out of nowhere! So today I rake and collected two more of those huge bags of leaves, roots and whatnots that were scattered everywhere.   

I also decided that it was time to finally pulled out the mule pine that should had never being planted there in the first place, many years ago.  I feared the intensity of the job, due to what I thought were going to be huge roots, but to my surprise, it wasn’t as hideous of a job as I thought it would and the pine went out easily and without the least effort. 

Second day of the concrete project.  Rigo took out all the sod yesterday and today he started building the parameters where the cement will go.

After I collected more and more leaves off the garden floors today, I also tied back some of the long canes of the climbing roses, removed a few of the tulips that, for some inexplicable reason I’d planted in the wrong place last fall, and started working on removing all the rocks where the little old pond used to be.  That’s when I got the idea of making a new pond on the other side of the new fence now.  I’m already daydreaming with what I want to see there!  

Remember what the little pond looked like last spring?

March 15—The concrete is being pour today.  Rigo has worked so hard and he’s doing such a good job! 

This afternoon the Fisherman helped me with several of the projects that needed be done in the garden.  He helped me tied up and nailed vines supports to fences and walls, and he also cut down that tree trunk I let stand in the middle of the garden for way too long.  

This was the tree that was damaged by winds when we were renting our house and then later we cut down when we moved back here.  I asked the Fisherman then to leave the tree trunk alone, because I was envisioning doing something creative with it, but it never worked.  Last spring, I tried to cover this tree trunk with morning glories and moon vines on three different occasions, but these little seeds have a mind of their own and every time they flew away and reseeded themselves somewhere else in the garden.  

So now whatever was left from that tree is out, and I can hardly wait to plant something else in that spot!  But what?  More roses?  

The concrete job is now done!  Rigo did such an awesome job!  Soon our new gypsy caravan will be here!  Can hardly wait!