At my 100 year old house along the Thames River west of Chatham, an old flowering crab tree stood outside my art room window. I love hanging out laundry but had no clotheslines. I rigged up a cotton rope tying it from the house to a branch nub on the crab apple tree which made a perfect setting for a painting with the green backdrop of my back yard and the flagstone walkway lined with hostas. How pretty.
Over a few years I had built the walkway, one flagstone at a time, around the house, from the front steps around to the wooden patio at the back. A labour of love that certainly kept me in shape.
At my 100 year old house along the Thames River west of Chatham, an old flowering crab tree stood outside my art room window. I love hanging out laundry but had no clotheslines. I rigged up a cotton rope tying it from the house to a branch nub on the crab apple tree which made a perfect setting for a painting with the green backdrop of my back yard and the flagstone walkway lined with hostas. How pretty.
Over a few years I had built the walkway, one flagstone at a time, around the house, from the front steps around to the wooden patio at the back. A labour of love that certainly kept me in shape.