The advent of consistently warm weather means my thoughts turn to indoor/outdoor living. Not mine, of course, which is just fine, but to something a bit grander, more conducive to languid hours and a chilled cocktail. Here then are just a few ‘backyards’ where I could happily wile away the summer.
Sunday, July 8, 2012
You may think that the first day of summer is sometime in June (don’t make me look it up, all right?) but if you live in
you know that the summer doesn’t begin until after
the 4th of July. For me, that means that I moved my boots and closed
toe shoes, long sleeve tops and heavy denim to the guest bedroom closet. Then I
got the Christmas-like fun of unveiling my summer shoes and clothes and moving
them into my closet. That done, it’s now officially summer. Portland