Autumn on the Porch
October 3, 2013
Last year I took the simple minimalist approach on my front porch, and I think I maybe bought one or two orange carving pumpkins at the grocery store. This year the mood was “Bring it, Yes BRING on the pumpkins” kinda like the porch two years ago and that’s a thing I find that I do a lot. I go through phases when I’m really just in the mood for a few simple seasonal touches and then the next time around it’s “Let’s DO This”.
So my friend Jean tipped me off to this wonderful lady who sells her pumpkins in front of her property off the beaten path right up next to her chain link fence about two thirds of a mile up this road 45 minutes away. No specific address, just look for the house with the lady and her pumpkins all lined up out in front of her humble abode down this one particular country road. And that’s how I met Shirley.
Shirley is one of those salt of the earth people who just grows her pumpkins from seed on her property then sells them without advertising by word of mouth. And she practically gives them away in exchange for a nice visit and some conversation. I LOVE those kinds of folks, the ones who would never use Twitter and really don’t care.
After our nice chat and a $35 exchange, my girl and I loaded up the back of our car with a pile of beauties and with our new stash hummed ‘It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year’ all the way home. (Never you mind that’s technically a Christmas song.)
My decorating has become what I refer to as “The Recycling Of The Things” – call it ‘working with what ya got’, call it ‘if it ain’t broke don’t fix it’ I just know that there are things that I possess and looks that I love and when I rotate The Things and spruce What I Got in a way That I Like, it brings me joy. New is great, but treasured is better.
Long time readers, you may notice something a little different. The boy who loves Angry Birds has grown taller! Funny how that happens when you feed them.
Oh and I painted my front door. Again.
Quickly, I should note. The boy is not always so modest. #testosterone
I was feeling very “meh” about the gray painted front door, it was just so… pale. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. But for a front door, I was in the mood for something braver and darker but not too crazy.
My bold side told me to paint it peacock blue but then my more classic side felt maybe a more dramatic charcoal then eventually the two came to terms and settled on a shade closer to glossy slate blue. This hue changes color throughout the day, sometimes it’s a lighter gray blue but in the evening it’s dark and delicious.
That’s Ben Moore’s ‘Knoxville Gray’ in the High Gloss Advance Indoor/Outdoor formula and it’s a gray that undeniably possesses bah-loo. Check out this post for the simple steps on painting a front door.
And it looks smashing with orange if I do say so myself.
I’m linking my porch scene up at Rhoda’s place today – she is hosting outdoor decor, stop on by to see all the inspiration!