Monday, March 17, 2014
If you've been following my blog very long you know I love daffodils! If not, my story is here. They are always a sign that Spring is almost here - a new beginning, fresh and bright. Over the past few weeks we’ve had a lot of changes in our weather. One minute it is pouring rain and just a few minutes later the sun comes out and the sky is blue.Not long ago we had snow on the ground – in February. Now I know that’s not uncommon in some parts of our continent, but this is Western Oregon and, while it’s not unheard of, it’s a bit unusual most of the time. Snow was piled high on the little birdbath that’s just outside the double doors in our bedroom.It was on one of those snowy days that I ventured to the grocery store and I could hardly believe my eyes – right beside the door was a bucket of daffodils! The price was right and, of course, some of them came home with me. I put them in a sweet, yellow depression glass vase from my collection. I loved having them in my kitchen window. I love the contrast of the Spring flowers and the snow outside the window.Not long after that I had a not-so-good day. My sweetheart was out and about and when he saw these, he brought them home to brighten my day. I put them in a new-to-me cobalt blue vase in the kitchen window. They lifted my spirits and made me smile.And then there's Daffodil, my little vintage trailer. She has been under wraps for the winter. We had planned to work on her while she was warm and cozy under shelter but that didn’t happen. When my dear, little mother fell and broke her pelvic bone - with all of the care she needed afterwards – we redirected our focus. It was as it should be and we have no regrets. Now that my dear mother doesn’t need constant care, we are beginning to refocus on Daffodil’s restoration. My sweetheart is outside working on her as I write this post. I’ve signed up for several campouts with camping girlfriends so we have some deadlines to meet. There is more structural work than first thought and we know she won’t be completely finished before the first get-away – or even the second - but we have a plan. Enough will be done for me to sleep inside at first, then we'll make more progress before each of the campouts until she is completely finished. Inside and out! She will be a showpiece by the last campout in the Fall. That's the plan. I'll share it all with you on her blog, Daffodil's Journey. Here’s a bit of what she looks like today. Please come back again soon. I can’t wait to show you the progress of my little, vintage trailer as she blossoms and blooms and becomes the beautiful Daffodil I know she will be.