Artist lesli devito has reluctantly found herself rasing her family in an old country house. Much to her surprise, she loves her rural home and enjoys sharing her adventures with her readers. There are always makeovers to be done and animals to paint. Come along for the ride. Green acres here she comes!
When I was packing up my city self to move to the country, I remember a friend, who had moved out here a few years before, saying “the one thing that took some getting used to..was ALL the bugs.” They are everywhere. They are always there. I am not one of those people who flip… Read More Bugs I have known
Everyday, on my way anywhere, I have the sheer pleasure and privilege of driving up the most beautiful hill in the world. To my right are the expansive and blooming Vineyards of Seven Oaks Farm and to my left side are the rolling hills of the majestic Mirador Farm. Both are landmark properties here, historic… Read More Through the Fence
Okay. Now I have a NEW goal. I want to get my living room on the Benjamin Moore facebook page. It is not that I think I have the most beautiful home in the world, but I want people to see, how much they can do, with VERY little money. I have done everything myself,… Read More BEFORE AND AFTER
Write what you know. That’s dangerous. And potentially sleep inducing. Yikes. When I first moved to Virginia, I hated it. Despised the simplicity and the bad hair and the lack of angst and motivation. I hatched a plan that ended with me ditching this hillbilly Popsicle stand the second my, then boy friend, now husband… Read More Fraidy Cat
I did a painting of the house tonight. The kids were painting, then become distracted and began playing the wii. I puttered and painted with the three colors they had left out: pink, navy and aqua. I added white and this is what I got. I think I could grow to like house portraits… Read More My Pink House
There was a time when I missed him while he slept. There was a time when I could not get home quick enough from work to see him, the short drive was agonizing and every stop light or errand on the way kept him further from my arms. I cried in the toy… Read More RAISING KIDS: The New Deal… or Oh Where Oh where Has my Little Boy Gone?
Two seconds, two minutes , two hours, two days, two weeks, two months, and now it has been, two years since my Mother passed away, since she died. I woke up on the second anniversary of her death at exactly the same time she died that day, 5 am, and I am not just saying… Read More Two Years
Tiger and his Best friend…Charlie Many of us are all too familiar, even those of us that were the Captains and did the picking, the agony of team picking. The big guys always got chosen first, the pretty girls next, the funny kid next and, the new kids next and, me, the dork who was… Read More Pick me!
She was just a kitty. I am blessed with many wonderful women friends. Still, there are days, many days, too many too count, where I wish I had a sister. It just seems like having a sister would make so many things so much easier to take. I know that I am probably romanticizing the… Read More Sister or No Sister
For his seventh birthday, my youngest child asked for one thing and one thing only, a hundred dollar bill. I think what he said was, “All I want is a One Hundred dollar bill…and you can get me some hot wheels too if you want to wrap some stuff up.” So, being the baby, and… Read More Hundred Dollar Bill
