Blue

When Sam and I finally gained possession of the house, we did tons of bleaching. Then we got to buy paint!

Deborah and I hoarded books and folders and cards of paint chips for weeks prior. I think this might have been my favorite part of home renovations: the paint chips. The smooth, not always glossy texture. Colors changed, muted, intensified, just waiting to be selected. Each perfect square means something slightly different than its sister to the left or right.

We went to Home Depot to place our paint order for the entire house at once. 2 hours later we walked away with 2 full carts filled with sturdy gallons of salvation. By standers gawked and wondered who we had hired. "Oh, no. We're teachers; we don't work over the summers (which is a lie- but anywhoo...) we are painting!" Chuckles and well wishes as we threw our body weights against the wobbly carts.

When I wake up in the morning and see the blue kitchen... it was worth it.

There are two blues in our kitchen. Three walls are a translucent robin's egg blue. And the third wall is bright and bold. It was difficult to capture the translucent blue with the camera.