(Me & Chance — March, 1994)
In autumn of 1993 God came to Jim in a dream and told him to build planter boxes in front of our humble bungalow. And Jim did.
God told me to splash our bungalow’s dull grey trim with Bermuda colors, then try my hand at filling the planter boxes. And I did.
Spring bulbs came up!
Little birdies sang.
We drank much beer.
In early 1995 God sent Jim visions of a terra cotta / dark green paint combo for the bungalow. And it came to pass.
God told me to paint the door white. That too came to pass.
The shrubs flourished, I planted others. And trees! I dabbled in summer flowers.
We drank more beer.
In 1994 we started building our first addition, then a second in 1996. And later, a third — glimpses of which I showed you here. Sometime during the years of those first 3 additions, God also had us gut and remodel our kitchen and transform a spare bedroom into a dining room.
At some point the front door went green. (God likes to change things up.)
He saw that things were very good.
He gave us The Child. This one…
Sweetest bloom our entryway has ever seen.
God smiled and said “Jim, my son. You have done well with your own two hands. But you must build a 4th and final addition to the bungalow. Begin by taking out the planter boxes you built on the south side of the front yard. There you will build a whole new entry into a breezeway connected to a 2-car garage with a media room up over it. Build a half-bath at the top of the stairs. (A lean-to shed off the end of the new garage would please me too.)
Make sure a gilded wooden pineapple decorates the very pinnacle, that you take at least 8 years from start to finish of said project in your spare time, and that you also build this for The Child while you are working on Addition Four!
Oh — and paint the entire abode again (I like that new “Navajo White” with dark green trim I see folks using.)
But, Jim my son, please finish the interior of Addition Four by December 1st, 2010. Even though Jannie will one day find respite in something called “blogging,” which will ease her wailing and moaning over what she will come to dub “this fricking never-ending house remodel,” she’d really like the Christmas tree in there for 2010!”
So it was decreed.
Yesterday God told me to go out with my iPhone and take a photo of the exterior of the very lovely-but-still-unfinished pineapple-pinnacled addition.
And one of our entryway.
Yes, the Old Door is still where it was in 1994! The New Door is in the breezeway addition. We’ve had both doors for 5 or 6 years now. (We use the new one.)
The “tree” you see to the left is actually the one-same little pittosporum that was behind the tulips above!
God says that one day the Old Door will be magically replaced with a beautiful new window, one with finished stonework all ’round.
Fairies will dance and glazed donuts will pour down our street like tumbleweeds.
Yes, there will be beer for all!
And our sweetest bloom will continue to grace our every breath.
What’s your sweetest bloom (or blooms) in life these days?