Painted Stepping Stone Sidewalk
Oct. 1st, 2007 04:20 pmMy husband and I have been working on this sidewalk for over a year (not to mention the pause for frozen solid ground in the winter).

We walk our dogs from the back door of the house.
The back of the house is where the gutters drain since we live on a hill.
We got really tired of squishing in the mud.
and we like it when things are pretty.
We got the bright idea to put in a sidewalk made of bricks and stepping stones.
I got the bright idea to paint each of the stepping stones with flowers...
then I stepped it up a notch and decided that painting them like stained glass flower designs would be even greater.
Halfway through, I switched the direction so whichever ever direction you walk from (from the door or from the yard), you get to see pretty stuff.
Not just upside-down pretty stuff.
The large stepping stones lead from the sidewalk (the city-made one, not another of ours)
and will eventually have small 12" square stones between each of them.
That's where I stop typing and start showing off the pretties:




(this is where I turned it around and mirrored it going the other way)





quotes:
"Plants give us oxygen for the lungs and for the soul."
"Can we concieve what humanity would be if it didn't know the flowers?"
"There is always music amongst the trees in the garden but our hearts must be very quiet to hear it."
"We can learn a lot from nature: it is always grounded, but never stops reaching Heavenward."

quote: "There is always music amonst the trees in the garden, but our hearts must be very quiet to hear it."
(I realize this is a duplicate of one I put on another stone above... I JUST realized it. Damn. Now I have to repaint this one. Oh well.)

quote: "A bird does not sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song."

quote: "Bees sip honey from flowers and hum their thanks as they leave."

quote: "Forget not that the Earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair."

quote: "How strange that nature does not knock and yet does not intrude."

quote: "Winter is an etching, Spring a watercolor, Summer an oilpainting and Autumn a mosaic of them all."
Sorry for the crapload of pictures, but damn. I'm so glad to be (nearly) finished. What do you think of it all?