Showing posts with label cow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cow. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

My Faux Farm



Sometimes a house dictates what it wants to look like. My ranch house told me it wanted to be a farmhouse more than a cottage. I think in my heart I wanted a little farmhouse too - one full of cottage style with a touch of whimsy. I think I've achieved my goal on the outside. At night when I drive up - the solar caps on the fence posts lining my driveway wink at me as if to chuckle about the house's new look. A neighbor stopped by last evening as I was watering my plants. She wanted to know if I just moved in the neighborhood. I refrained from laughing. I've lived here thirty years. She loved the girl pulling the cow and wanted to know where to buy one. Shhh. I'll never tell. I don't want to ruin the neighborhood with too much silliness. My house has enough for all to enjoy.

Below are some photos of what we look like with our facelift!



Street view
 
 
 
Garden Lady
 
 

 
 
One of five Knock Out Rose bushes
 
 


 
Lady on wall by front window
 
 
 
 
Crusty metal flower hung on chimney
 
 
 

 Front door - new awning
 
 
 
Back gate, outhouse shutters, hen house, and egg sign!
 
 
 
 
And just as you were saying, how tastefully whimsical - Elsie appears in front of my gas meter!
 
 
I think I'll stay put for awhile!

 

Sunday, June 2, 2013

Something To Moo About!

 

"To laugh is human to moo is bovine."  Author Unknown
 
 
My old shop sign has found a new home! The reproduction tin sign of a girl pulling a cow is now on my roof.  The remains of black ink giving hours of operation have faded softly. I love the bit of whimsy it adds. 
 
 
The pieces of the puzzle for the outside of my house are coming together, but the final picture is not complete yet. Below are the parts that will make up the whole!
 
 
 

 
My Ebay purchase, en route as I write. Every cow needs a moon! or ten!
 
 
 
Sitting patiently to see what develops in the yard.
 
 
 
A large rusty metal flower waits to be hung on the house.
 
 
 
A vintage cement maiden dreams of the day she finds her perfect resting spot.
 
 
The cottage in my mind is full of whimsy and touched by beauty.