" WITH EVERY BREATH I PLANT THE SEEDS OF DEVOTION. I AM A FARMER OF THE HEART" In the course of Urban life there are those of us with a Farmers Heart. We have a love affair with nature. In Urban life, nature is sometimes junk and what to make of this unsightly junk mixing it with plants and flowers, reclaiming it as new furniture with a slight twist. Industral Factory worker by night, painter, planter, junkster by day and, now entering the early morning blogger seen.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
When the bench can't hold the butt.
This old Wrought Iron bench has wooden slats that are in need of repair. So in the mean time it will hold these big spider plants. Originally the bench was put by the front door for the kids to sit on and take their skates off. The kids are grown and the bench remains to greet guests. I put this one on today for Pat who has a wooden swing that will soon be honored with plants to sit on it.
Oh ya, the walkway you see in front of the bench is made with cheap popcorn blocks painted in blue and white patterns offten found on country dinner plates.
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