Now look what he's done

 He built a fence at the back alley to keep the deer out.  It used to have white tape above the lower chain link part to keep them from jumping over, but now they just don't have a chance.

 Then he hauled off (oops, hauled in) and got four loads of gravel to fill in his new enlarged driveway.

 You know that I avoid the great outdoors so kept myself busy inside.  For two years I've been waiting for inspiration for a valance on those windows.  I actively dislike mini-blinds, but Al likes them, so I've given up on that battle.  For now.  All the scraps, pockets, waistbands, zippers, etc. were jamming up the sewing table when creativity struck and now they are wrapped around foam insulation boards, at least hiding the mechanism of the hated blinds.   

(This picture was taken before the pillows were cozied in place.)

 Then the heaping basket of leg seams called out to be woven and became a pillow.

Same with the waistbands.

 One of the most annoying sewing tasks (to me) is inserting a zipper on the back to allow for easy access, washing, fluffing.  The pile of zippers jumped right up on the sewing machine and yelled "use me, use me!" Okay, Okay.  Pipe down.

 You can imagine all the chatter in the Patch with supplies yelling for attention.

  I'm now very pleased with myself because this has been one of the most interesting and fun projects I've ever done.  Can you see me taking a bow?  Thank you.  Thank you very much.

The Chain Gang in our Driveway

 This is Tom Dually's bed protector that Al built for hauling all the dirt and gravel as he

 remodels the front lawn.  Are you jealous?  Should he build one for you? Maybe he'll sell you the plans.

 There is going to be a driveway border but we don't think it will keep the deer out.

Here is Rhode Island - where there are now a couple of rhododendrons but soon will be many more.

  With a new border and tons of wood chips.  It smells like a broken Christmas tree around here. 

 

 Shazam!  The border looks pretty good.  What a guy can do with a hammer.

 Thank you, Nicole, for the chocolate sunflower seeds. 

The front walk now has a new border and a jillion more wood chips.  The septic tank lids are under the wooden islands.  It's like we're living in the tropics with all the islands.  I'll be the perfect fat queen.  Just bring me more tapioca pudding. The plan is to have lush plants growing everywhere, but that will obviously take quite a while.  Unless we get a visit from the fairy garden mother with her magic wand and a flock of cartoon animals to do the work while they whistle and sing.  I'll let you know.

 Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas in the basket, a few minutes old.

Straight from the bucket garden.  Ain't that somethin'?