in the blink of an eye...

well i had to go and do it,

i had to count the days left of being with Our #1,

and now of course i wish i had not.

for the number of days is way, way too little for me to grasp.

the thought of Our #1 leaving the nest has played heavy upon my heart and my mind over the past few months.

some days it takes me by surprise,

out of nowhere comes a little voice, reminding me less i forget the time is drawing close...

and with it,

i feel like the very breath within my soul has been taken.

so with that being said i need to take a little time,

we will not necessarily be doing anything in particular,

just hanging around the shed together.

perhaps a bit of thrifting for old times sake...

lordy how i will miss my thrifting buddy.

she will be busy packing up her belongings

i will be busy trying to finish up her blanket per her request

and all the other 'lappity lap' blankets that keep asking to be made...

i am thinking over the next seven days i will spend my thoughts wisely,

telling myself how really, despite it feeling like the end,

it is truly just the beginning of a new chapter for her and for me

she will be back with a 'skip in her step' soon ~ Tif

a kitschy plan...

i have mentioned before

how i do believe the best thing we ever did since moving to mossy shed

was adding our back yard chickens...

but what i failed to mention was the one down side i have found to having them live with us.

i know for some, it may come as a shock to learn

i do indeed find a negative with my chickie peas.

all of their positiveness far outweighs the little negative

but it is still one that i must tell.

our chickens may go wheresoever their little hearts care to roam

within our back yard,

thus making any lovely little flowers fear for their lives...

so when i looked upon this picture after showing you earlier in the week,

it dawned on me, something was obviously missing.

for indeed the last time i took such a shot,

i had flowers looking pretty in their pots.

now all i have is an acre of moss

and bulldozed pots and beds...

there was nothing for it, dearest readers

but to take a risk,

a risky kitschy kind of risk...

so without further a do,

whilst my menfolk watched the footy this morning

i, along with Our #1 left for the thrift store.

i donned my thrifty find from a few days ago

hoping it would bring me luck...

with my kitschy plan inside my head

i knew i was on a mission, perhaps an impossible mission

for we all know,

missions are not easy to fulfill at the thrift store.

it is more 'per chance' that things come our way...

back at the shed looking at the kitschy goodness i unearthed

i am filled with thoughts of my 'outdoor flowery' plan,

in my head it looks tres peachy

but in reality i am thinking

it could go either way...

she is wishing you all the most loveliest of lovely weekends and thanking you most kindly for your peachiness this past week ~ Tif

thrifty thursdays...

hurrah! it is thrifty thursdays,

oh how i have missed my thrifty thursdays 'show and tell'

so without further a do i shall proceed...

well, truth be told dearest readers i felt a little guilty leaving my children to loiter,

but upon entering the thrift store my guilt slipped away

for that is the wonder of a thrift store...

it just becomes you,

your thoughts

and the your next peachy find.

i do believe yesterday,

i had my most peachiest frock find to date.

i found her rather neglected upon the racks of despair.

indeed it was her color i was instantly attracted to,

that 'perfectly perfect' sludgy, slightly icky, green.

and then to see that perfect green matched with blossoms and branches,

not to mention a mandarin collar...

well i think it comes as no surprise

when i say

i was overcome with dizziness and not the Mr Vertigo kind.

i did not bother to try her on,

her price tag being only $5 i was willing to take a chance...

if her fit was iffy

then i would 'choppity chop' her up to make cushions.

upon returning to the shed

i donned my new thrift store frock,

i gasped the gasp

could it be this little sweetie had potential,

perhaps a little loose and yes way too long,

but surely nothing Miss Ethel could not handle

after a few stolen moments here and there in my studio

i noted my thrift store frock began to shine...

i added a little tie detail with lace trim

and voila!

her pretty summery self shone forth.

she is thinking it is all adding up to Mr Summer doing a bit of loitering himself ~ Tif