I was sitting on my porch swing the other morning....minding my own business and trying to enjoy a coffee while madly swatting killer mosquitoes....
when my gaze kept being drawn to this barrel.
I had good intentions of cutting it in half and
making flower boxes out of it to sit at the end of my driveway.
(Thank you dear sister-in-law who gave it to me FIVE years ago to do just that.)
Of course...it still sits where I plunked it,
~or rather, rolled it~
when we were building our home.
(Another..."I will get around to it one day" project.)
Now the barrel sits like a permanent fixture.
And I can't seem to find it in me to move it.
Now since that Barrel-Staring morning, I cannot seem to get the
(click above link to listen. Or not.)
out of my head!
{A catchy little tune driving me a tad batty.}
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I think feel a backyard Polka-party coming on...
(feel free to bring your accordion;)
