What is a monkeybox?

When I was a little girl, we had a pet monkey named Amanda. My Dad worked in the produce business, so each night he brought home that days culls in a big box - spotty cucumbers, pithy apples, limp celery, moldy oranges and the like. We called it a monkeybox. It was really just trash, but my Mom would take each piece of fruit and trim it, pare it and cut it up to make a beautiful fruit platter for Amanda. Even though it was deemed trash by one, it still had life left in it and was good for the purpose we needed it. That's how I live my life - thrifting, yard saling, looking for another's trash to be my treasure.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Mother Nature

I'm sure everyone remembers my glider and chair that I bought last Summer. Much to the chargrin of the old hubby, I painted it a nice Pepto Bismol Pink. I put it strategically in the back yard near a small dwarf tree and there it has sat through Fall and Winter. But now Spring is here and gues what sweet Mother Nature did for me???

She put pink flowers on the Peach Tree behind the glider. I had totally forgotten that pink flowers would bloom all over the tree in the Spring.

Aren't they divine?

Thank you Mother Nature!


  1. How absolutely perfect!!!


  2. Ditto what Jan said, it looks perfect!

  3. Pretty!!!!!! It matches!!!

  4. It's lovely! What a great place to relax and read a book and sip some lemonade. Now I'm even more anxious for Spring!

  5. It's beautiful! It looks so relaxing!

  6. Ooh, it's SO pretty! You couldn't have planned it better. :)

  7. I think the whole spot looks gorgeous! Are they blush and bashful? LOL! Couldn't resist after the pepto bismol comment!


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