I have five more days to worry about flowers.  Some need shade, some need sun and others don’t know what they want.  We’ve had a lot of rain, so we move these pots from under the deck to the patio several times a day.

I can do this.

The father-of-the-bride created this for the wedding.  Well, not really for the wedding.  He’d wanted to make a place for the garbage cans and a beloved old sink (go figure) for twenty years and the wedding forced him to get busy.

I am going to make a skirt for it.  A skirt of white tulle, of which I have 27 yards.

A wedding website said, “Tulle is your best friend.”  I will keep you posted, as tulle and I intend to wrap the crappy old porch railings before the bride makes her entrance.