Meet Little Sprig

A playhouse, that is what I always wanted when I was a child. My own little house in which I could hide, dream, draw, and make entire worlds of my own. But, other than hide-outs in a guava tree and an old appliance box, I never had my own little room.

Last year Jeff and I haunted the local thrift stores and Habitat for Humanity ReStore. We were looking for old windows, doors, and anything else we could use in our soon-to-be-built potting shed. I was finally going to have the playhouse of my dreams.

Lucky us. We found two big windows, which Jeff used as bay windows to provide more space in my little playhouse. An old French door, the screen door from my old house in Cambria, recycled chicken feeders for tool storage, an old card display for seed packets, an old porch light from a junk store in Oklahoma, and lots of good gardeny-antiques from all around the country.

I call this little playhouse “My Sprig” because it is so tiny, just 7’ x 12,’ which was all the space we had available. I love “Sprig” and spend time inside her drying herbs, making bouquets, and mixing pot pourris.

Please visit Lowe’s Garden Grow Along blog for my new postings on the garden and also Eileen’s Little Acorn Learning for a wonderful interview about Toad Cottages & Shooting Stars. 

All joys to you, and look for me at Towne Center Books in Pleasanton, California, on March 25, Columbia Center for the Arts in Hood River, Oregon, on March 28, and on Portland’s A.M. Northwest  on ABC's KATU on March 29.