Sunday, July 27, 2014

Where Those Morning Glories...

...twine around the door, whispering pretty stories, I long to hear once more...

Or so crooned Dean Martin in "Carolina In The Morning".


So today, instead of my usual start-of-day task of opening up the backyard for another pleasant summer frolic, I had to batten down the hatches for a promised thunderstorm...and while so engaged, I noticed our first morning glory had popped on the grape arbor...but instead of the usual vibrant blue, we have a pale white morning glory.  Interesting...

This has been a tough weekend...Friday into Saturday morning was especially unpleasant...definitely under the weather, but by mid-morning Saturday things started to improve a little.

Friday night we did watch "The Grand Budapest Hotel":
...a marvelous, quirky film starring Ralph Fiennes as an eccentric concierge of a fabulous, sprawling, Taj Mahalesque hotel in the 1930's.  The chemistry between him and his faithful protege Lobby Boy (Tony Revolori) is delightful, and the all star cast is faro shuffled through the film to keep the pace crisp and the interest high.

It would have been even better had more of the movie taken place in the fantastic hotel itself and focused on the relationships between Ralph Fiennes' character (Gustave H.) and his guests...that's a treasure trove of relational wealth left unmined by the movie, unfortunately.  A prequel that explored that would be most welcome in my humble opinion.

I was so distracted Friday I didn't really get a sense of this film, but watched it again Saturday evening when I was feeling better and truly enjoyed it.  It won't change your life, but will provide an hour and 40 minutes of intelligent, engaging entertainment...I recommend it.

Saturday morning we did a little shopping, then came back and I had to get a workout done while Karen worked outside.  I got on the bike for half an hour then used my Total Gym for a lifting type workout.

After that I joined Karen outside and spent a couple of hours sanding our back deck to be painted.  The painters were here on Friday and they scraped it, but Karen wasn't satisfied with the job they did...thus, the purchase of a sander and two hours on my knees, prepping the deck for painting tomorrow.  It does beg the question "why are we paying them if we're doing the work?" but oh well...she's right about it needing to be sanded, it is better, and it will look spectacular tomorrow when they're done.

We thought about getting in the pool, but it just never happened...it was windy, and wasn't really all that warm, so we just relaxed instead - well, I did...Karen as usual had to be up and doing stuff...watering the flowers, sweeping the patio / driveway, etc.  Her motor is always running...but she gets a lot done:

A view from Serenity Cove up toward the house along the fence line...

A closer look at the flowers and fountain along the fence...








And a view from the pool, into Serenity Cove near sunset...


Those flowers don't weed, water, and warden themselves...










That night we enjoyed a fire in the chiminea and a drink by the pool.


On the collecting front, recently picked up a 1930's Ronson Elliptic touch tip lighter:



I love the unique shape and copper color of this lighter...a true art deco objet d'art.  It was of course repaired by Bob Adams of www.RonsonRepair.com  Also picking up a 1928 Ronson Banjo lighter from Bob in a couple of weeks...


The rest of today will involve some poolside relaxation...

...and then some work stuff as once again I will transition from weekend to work before the weekend is over.  I sometimes miss the days when I left work at the end of the day and actually left work at the end of the day...but that was a very, very, very long time ago.

Later, mcm fans...

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