So. June/July. Not a lot happened, housewise. We were busy having fun. Thanks to anniversary presents, we bought some outdoor furniture, and subsequently spent a lot of time outdoors.
We did a little improvement out front, taking out the weird, giant root that was right in front of the house, with a little impromptu help from the neighbors:
Turns out it was a giant hunk of cedar root. That must have been some tree.
I took off on a solo trip to Two Rivers, Wisconsin, to take a class in letterpress printing at the Hamilton Type Museum. I stayed at a B&B that’s about the same vintage as our house, so I spent some time inspecting their plaster and woodwork. (verdict: their woodwork was in better shape, but the plaster was comparably cracked.)
From my class – playing with wood type and experimenting with gradient ink
When I got home, Karl came to visit. He and Dave fenced in the garden (not that it helped. Total harvest: 3 zucchini, 0 tomatoes. I officially hate squirrels.)
And Spike and I spent lots of weekend mornings sipping coffee and enjoying a little early morning sun on the deck.
We had a brunch with friends on a perfect sunny day:
And Tony and I took a day off to go to Milwaukee and see a Kandinsky exhibition up there. (Although this is actually a (fuzzy) Calder mobile.)
And all summer long we were surprised at what came out of the ground, like these grand purple irises:
You can see why we didn’t get much done inside.