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Great choices from the print on the pillow to the tile to the plant selection.

Get a small basil plant too. You'll want it for the sandwiches you'll make from your own tomatoes with fresh bread and mozzarella or goat cheese from the farmer's market.

That looks awesome. It made me think of a webpage I had looked at earlier this week. You should check it out. There is one page where the girl makes a large planter out of a wooden pallet.....the pallet stays upright so TONS of plants in a tiny little space. It looks cool too although I would paint it and not leave it bare wood.

Here's a link http://tinyurl.com/6ajkvnf

I'm betting there are hundreds of webpages that are similar.

Do you have any light out there? For the evening? Some solar powered lanterns would be beautiful. I've seen some gorgeous mission style ones.

Keep sharing pics!!!

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