Spring Flinging

Again, its been too long since the last post.  I've been writing and creating, just not on this particular media.  I've been very busy working through the design process for a friend's home.  She's only recently been referring to it as a home.  Prior to the paint, curtains, artwork and accessories, she just considered it a place to hold her boxes.  Working through this process, I'm reminded of how much of ourselves we reflect in our homes.  Or at least it should be.  A home truly isn't a home until we place our own energy around the rooms in the form of mementos and objects aquired over our lifetime.  I once read that energy from the owner or creator of an object forever remains with that object.  Maybe it is such that our own energy and happy memories reflect back on us when we are surrounded by the things that we love.  I've also been very busy at my own house spring flinging.  The flower boxes that prior to this spring only existed in my dreams, have finally materialized and have been joyously planted with bright strawberry geraniums, purple million bells and chartruese creeping jenny.  My front door sports a brand new coat of robin's egg blue, complete with brown specks and a white glaze wash.  Soon the front porch (as soon as the rain stops) will have a fresh coat of new paint along with a racy little harlequin pattern to match the front door. There's just something about the spring that makes me want to fluff, sweep, shine and spruce.  I'm wrapping up my friend's new home, so there will be more time for such things.  And more time for posting.