Hmmmm… I often go back and forth over something I happen to be lusting after for This Old House. For over a year now I have admired and coveted this particular fountain at the local garden center. The guy and I were in there yesterday buying a few things for the vegetable garden and I stopped and goggled and maybe even begged a little in his general direction.
It’s about my height.
Really.
We’ve pretty much decided we are not putting a pool in, too much work and the kids are grown and you know how everyone says… Oh, I’ll do the work! I’ll clean it! I’ll do the water testing!… and it doesn’t happen. We’ve been down that road twice and I do not want to go back to pulling dead or almost dead frogs out of the skimmers….AND.. I’m the only one in this house willing to do so, SO!… my logic is, and this was my sales pitch…. here’s our peaceful water without all the hassle!
And since I knew it had been setting there in that greenhouse for over a year… I figured they might be willing to bargain a little to unload it. They sure did!… and the husband without so much as an eye roll whipped out the card and said.. OK then… as long as it’s my fathers day gift and there will be no more purchases for that particular reason.
How could a girl resist?!
I do love Newport and all those impossible mansions with their ornateness and stonework and opulence… and this fountain and the small garden design I plan to put around it is just a touch of Newport here at This Old House. I can just imaging the serenity of that cascading, gently rippling water.. if only I could hear it!
I’ll keep you posted, don’t you know it. It’s a new day all… I hope you have a good one.