In mid-July little giant Annette left this world. She had an allergic reaction to a bug bite that caused a heart attack, an extremely rare circumstance. I was and still am devastated. This little bun was such a special creature in my home and I fell so hard for her. Even when she was teensy tiny she was so brave and curious, hopping right up to the much larger cats to say hello. She liked exploring indoors and out, even walking on a leash on our block or on a line in the garden while I weeded. She loved all the animals and became the most tolerant and cuddly pet in this household. She took on meeting every foster pet with interest and joy. She got along with cats, dogs, and chickens. She let Adelaide my dog lick her ears clean for a good ten minutes before hopping away. She wasn’t afraid of that dog at all and would go right up and steal a frozen carrot dog treat from under Adelaide’s giant dog paw. Annette hopped all around the house and even spent this past summer in the chicken yard. I had never had a rabbit before Annette, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I certainly didn’t anticipate falling so deeply in love with this little bun (who eventually grew bigger than the cats!). She was always up for a cuddle and made sure to clean up all the kitchen scraps. I get a little sad now every time I cook and look at the kale stems or carrot peelings. She loved those little treats! She dug exactly one hole in her life and boy did she enjoy the excavation process. She wouldn’t let me watch, so I could only spy on her construction progress from the kitchen window! She was always sure to make her space her own, moving dirt, branches, towels, beds, and food wherever she deemed fit. A big thanks to the friends who helped me bury her in the backyard beneath the magnolia tree. She has a beautiful place to rest in peace.
Before Covid (like January 2020) I decided to turn the back upstairs bedroom into an office space I could use to tackle bill pay, store art stuff, write blog posts, etc. I even went so far as buying a little desk and when coronavirus arrived and the office I was working for shut down, that little back bedroom became my workspace. It lasted… about 2 weeks. I loathed how isolated I felt (in the world! In my own house!) and decided to move into the living/dining room and work on a small secretary desk. So I abandoned the upstairs room and it’s cute little desk. I worked downstairs for over a year, but my work mess always spilled over into the rest of the living area. As much as I loved being part of the action and watching the street out the front window, it was never a long term solution. Flash forward to now and opening up my own company: @laureldesigncollective. I needed space to spread out drawing sets and samples and I needed to get OUT of my dining room. So I turned to the recently vacated FRONT upstairs bedroom. From this room I could still see the street and people watch the passersby. So I decided to make this room the official Laurel Design Collective Offices (until we grow too big for it!). The dormer closet can serve as extra library storage and this room is big enough for a large double desk and a small side desk (future intern??). So now it’s time to turn this room into a space I’m proud to have in the background of all my zoom calls! More on that in my stories! #berrybrier #berrybrieroffice