I've been well overdue for a catalog purge. As the weeks go by, the pile grows higher. And as y'all know by now, I will hold on to anything that might inspire creativity. This translates to a fairly crippling inability to just chuck things and be done with it. I'm one of those nuts who needs to peruse each page (and rip out anything eye-catching) before tossing the volumes into a recycling bag.
Thankfully, we were treated to an absolutely glorious weekend of sun and 80 degree temps. And since Upper Midwesterners are painfully aware that our little slice of heaven could end at any time, we're basking in the outdoors every possible second. Soaking up each sun ray as we try to deny the light's changing, and the days are getting shorter.
So, I spent a very lazy and sunny afternoon on the porch. Just me, a stack of Pottery Barns and Title Nines, and Mother Nature's best. Oh, and Lila. If I'm going to do some housecleaning, might as well take it outside while summer pretends to hang around. Because it's only a matter of time before it decides to pack up and head south for the winter.
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