... and there was light. No, Mrs Gwundergarten hasn't become megalomaniacal, but have a look.
That's how it looked in the Gwundergarten living room... dark like in a cow (I'm rather sure this saying doesn't exist in English but it's just the way it was... well I haven't been in a cow, but I guess it must be rather dark there).
But against this disaster we could do something... but don't ask me why we needed 10 years to build in a dormer window. And what do we learn about this photo? Never picture a dormer window by sunshine.
Because the light is so lovely, we decided to have another one... but not just yet, we wait a little bit... but no other 10 years that's for sure.
Now I can even let grow an orchid in the formerly dark corner. Carmen, have a look, I overcame myself and cut some roses just for me... I'm very proud of myself *LoL*... but somehow I feel that they are missing at the shrub.
Can you see it? There, just in the right corner is now an empty place where I cut those roses... well, I can definitively see it *giggle*.
Where were we? Oh yes, at the construction site. No, the floor didn't break through but was close to. So we decided to let the same workers, who did the dormer window, build in a new floor. Those guys really did a great job. They did not only work very clean and didn't leave a mess behind them, nope they even cared about my little Monster (you remember the rambler rose at the railing of the studio). Well done and thank you so much, guys!
The new floor. And now I know what to do today: painting the beam at the front and the railing.
Of course the content of the paint can didn't last for the whole of my project. It's always the same: Sometimes I buy as much paint that it would last for the whole quarter and then again I'm running out of paint in the middle of work *grmpf*. Yes, I can hear your laughing... men. I know that the m2 is given on the sign of the tin, but when I'm already distracted by the choose of the colour how can I concentrate on that too? Don't tell me that there is just one ebony colour. But have you seen how many different provider of ebony colours there are? So a novice like me is just overwhelmed and therefore I have just chosen the most beautiful can of them all *LoL*... no, I'm no blonde.
Phew, after so much work I need a break in the garden. This is my Anti-headache-and-fever-rose... the Aspirin Rose. Despite of this rather ugly name I find it a beautiful rose.
The Clematis Jackmanii must be rather old, because it was planted by the previous owner of our house.
Leonardo da Vinci is still in full flower.
On the terrace the Fairy Rose and the Agapanthus have started to flower.
My favourite hydrangea: the Hydrangea quercifolia. This kind here is a breed from the garden centre Meier in Dürnten.
Insane in size: Hydrangea Annabelle. In the front of them you see the white Phlox, which isn't small too, but what Annabelle is doing, is just nuts. Because after the first thunderstorm they will all break down or hang sadly over their supports. So somehow those Annabelles are a great cenotaph for every garden: everyone who is prone to delusions of grandeur will sooner or later loose his/her head :o). Better stay small and fine.
"Wie könnte ich, Noah. Ich muss ja noch den zweiten Anstrich erledigen. Kann ja nicht jeder so ein Leben wie Du führen."
"God, Mrs Gwundergarten is getting philosophical again. Oh, but you don't want to dispute me my deck chair, won't you?!"
"How could I? Of course not, Noah. I have to paint the railing a second time. Not everybody can lead such a lazy life like you."
Wir wünschen Euch allen ein herrliches Sommerwochenende!
Have all a lovely summer weekend!