The first thing I do each morning is open the kitchen door and let Otis outside to go potty. Milo sleeps in later than his brother.
And this is what I see, only it is of course a morning view, not a sunset view. Our neighbor's pond. Right next door, geese and ducks sailing.
I'm in heaven. I've been in love with this view since our son sent the following picture of our granddaughters there visiting our new home--remember, they came and blessed the house before we even moved in.
See what I mean?
All day long, whenever I open my kitchen door, I see this pond.
From morning to sunset.
Here's the kitchen porch.
Want to bet that I haven't spent hours on Pinterest trying to get ideas for this?
Ideas to compensate for the fact that it also has to be home to RH's grills?
He's already claimed it.
Otis has claimed it too. And that blue has got to be painted out.
I know the chain link fence is ugly but I sent a multitude of praises to heaven when I saw it....a safe place for my dear little boys right outside the door!
Here's the listing photo that shows how large Otis and Milo's new play space is:
Here's one corner of it they run to first. It has a sweet gum tree in it and a little green rabbit that I think will hop inside and appear on the table for Easter.
The house behind us in the upper right corner is our neighbor the pond belongs to. The nice neighbor who brought us a pecan pie to welcome us.
Here's a real oddity. See these rocks?
They have holes in them and they edge nine beds! And there's a stack of them in the barn.
I was like, "What were they thinking?" But you know what? They've grown on me. They kind of suit the yard and 1935 house. It was the farmhouse for all the land around us once upon a time.
These rocks edge the trees inside the dog pen too.