This weekend, I did turn an old tablecloth from my Aunt into two kitchen curtains:
Then I tackled another neglected spot in the yard.
A forgotten flowerbed beneath the kitchen window, (before):
Is almost a new flowerbed. (after):
I know Martha would have finished the job, but I was forced to stop for the weekend. I had so many bug bites on me that I was pretty sure I needed some emergency medical attention. My husband had to calm me down with Advil, cortisone and a fried pork chop for dinner.