Brick Roads Take Me Home

Queene Anne & BarDouble did a post a week or so ago which included lists of their likes & dislikes, beginning with a particular letter. I told them about a notebook I have had since high school that contained pages & pages of my own likes (no dislikes listed). The last time I had this old spiral was 3 or 4 years ago & it is safely tucked away somewhere for 'safekeeping.' I remember the very first thing I wrote was "I love the sound of tires on a brick road."

Just before I turned 3 my parents moved us to the house we lived in the longest. It was on an old red brick road & we lived there until I was 8. Big wheels, bicycles & cars all sounded so cool on that road.

Slowly but surely, we are transforming my house into the house I have always wanted....a home, my home. I have been here 7 years. What was once pink & covered in graffitti, is now barn red. Drafty, caulk-sealed shut windows, now open. A yard filled with poison ivy & fire ants, now have camellia's, hostas, azaleas, gardenias, roses, dogwoods, lettuce, broccoli, onions, garlic & many, many others. Pot holes & bare spots became filled. New holes were dug & rocks have been stacked, fish ponds & bird houses/feeders attract the migrating birds & neighborhood stray animals. The old metal mailbox wired to a chainlink fence has been replaced with a masonry one. The hardwoods bared & refinished. Linoleum is out & the tile is in. Slowly, but surely it is all coming together.

Friday night I searched for my spiral (I have things to add to my list) & Saturday night, I drew up the plans for a new walkway and driveway (we have street parking & no garage) My DH wishes I'd spend less time on the computer, I wish he'd spend less time watching the boob tube. Sunday we honored each others wishes.

I have been collecting bricks since I bought this house 7 years ago. DH has been collecting them since he moved in 4 years ago. We are about 2/3's of the way done with building our own little 'brick road.' Not a big one...one that will go from the curb to our house.... our new 'park pad'. One brick trail will lead to the back yard and another to the front sidewalk with a fork trailing to the pond. Brick roads, Take Me Home.

So, even though DH thinks I spend too much time on the computer, in a not-so-direct way this little project would not have come to fruition if it weren't for this blogging community. TY! One thing leads to another.

Inspiration.
Recollection.
Realization.

We both enjoyed a Sunday full of scraping & laying old bricks.

Bricks Roads, Take Me Home.