Lately I just haven't been able to summon up the creative energy to do much in the house.
The weather has been cold and gray and nasty. And that seems to have bearing on my motivation level.
Yesterday I woke up to this. Freshly fallen snow. But it is quickly melting. We are supposed to have some warm weather.
Look at the sky. Dappled in white. So pretty to gaze at.
Over the past couple of days, slowly but surely, I've been getting some things done. I rearranged and changed out the mantel decor.
Repotted the big pothos plant. Switched tables at each end of the couch. That was pretty much the extent of moving.
I am still crazy in love with this red Bromeliad. It just keeps on keeping on. Makes me smile to look at it right across from my favorite working chair.
The yellow blooming one seems to be leaning somewhat. I keep moving it away from the light, thinking it will straighten back up.
My collections of white pitchers always seem to be the central spotlight of my changes. I just love them.