Those of you who don't know me might not be aware that I live with Superman. Howie is Mr. Build and Make Anything. And I mean...anything. After five years here, our house is turning into quite the place to be, in part because my hubby is oh-so-wonderful and can do oh-so-much. Yesterday I mentioned that it might be nice to have a little stone patio out back under the arbor, the very same arbor we were married under almost six years ago. Eventually, I want to have a backyard that feels like the Secret Garden. Weathered. Stone. Mysterious. A bit unruly. That would be a dream. And...after just one day we are a little bit closer. He started this morning and finished this evening and it's already perfect. Keira was quite the little slave driver, overseeing the work in her "job trailer" (aka: teeny, tiny, house). We've been outside the whole day and having a ball. I don't know about where you are, but around here...this weather is just perfect for the soul and very inspiring :)
