Friday, September 1, 2017

there's a laddie weary and wanderin' free

I'm trying something new for my errand-running today--I'm headed out to buy some paint and I'm taking along the book I'm currently reading (Cannery Row) and I'll try reading that while I'm standing in the checkout line instead of reading the increasingly infuriating news.

I plan to wear a uniform wardrobe of caftans when I get to the right age--I'm not sure what that age is, but I am confident I will know when the time arrives.  I hesitate to tell anyone because I don't want anyone to jack my style, but also I want to be a good citizen who gives to the world more than she takes away, so there you are.

Choosing a paint color for the siding has me completely flummoxed.  I hate all the colors of green now, and none of them are quite right.  I thought I had found one, but I think I must have bought it in the paint store equivalent of the Room of Requirement, because I haven't been able to find it since, and of course the sample jar is all mixed up with the scores of other sample jars.  Today I started my search anew and bought a bunch of sample quarts and painted them right on the plywood on the side of the house, since the siding won't be here until next week.   It's helpful to see the color in big swaths like that, with the natural light and shading that it will have in real life.  I want to use a nice rich color that looks authentic to a nearly 100-year-old Craftsman, and that is a challenge.