I planted a couple of peony bushes in the front yard 4 years ago. My thumb is really more brown than it is green, so it's always a happy surprise when they come up and bloom each spring.

I've gathered a bunch of blossoms (so hard to muster the courage to cut flowers from their source, I don't know why) and put them all around the house. This weekend we had a lovely al fresco dinner - grilled steak, scallops, lots of wine, lots of candles - and the peonies served as the centerpiece.

I moved from the Extremely Orange Office upstairs to the hardly-used sunroom downstairs. It gets really cold here in the winter that we usually keep this room closed off from the rest of the house. During the summers it is furnished simply with just the red couch and a couple of chairs, and I'll occassionally knit here. But mostly, the room serves as the access point to the backyard deck, and that's it.

When we first moved here I had these grand plans of turning this room into a greenhouse, an English teahouse, with plants in every corner, covering the walls from top to bottom. There would be indoor butterflies and a finch in a cage, and we'd sit down for tea everyday at 4...

Only when we decided to sell this place did we spruce the sunroom up. No live butterflies or birds, but an empty birdcage and some simple but lush ferns placed at each corner of the room, a few knick-knacks and stray candles placed here and there. It made a huge difference. I want to be in here all the time now, especially with the old rhododendron and rose bushes blooming just outside.

I keep the windows open to let the perfume waft in.

Hee hee there are rose petals on his little cat head.

I didn't think I would but I am going to miss this house.

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