Spring has sprung and is currently springing up all around me with such voracity I'm already feeling left behind! In other words, I need to get my little rear in gear! How can it be that we've gone from essentially no grass one week to a shaggy lawn already in bad need of mowing the next? I'm finding that switching gears from my lethargic late winter semi-hybernation state to the busy-ness of springtime activity is causing my head to swim with my 2-mile long to-do list! Whew!
So while I tackle my multitudinous tasks, I'll fill you in on some more of what we HAVE gotten done--which is burnin' at our land! Not how I at all envisioned spending a Mother's Day weekend, but our attempted stabs at homestead life just bring on all sorts of new exercises in adventure! And even if it's not what most people might consider a big thing, for us suburban city-slickers, it always feels pretty huge in our minds! And also inspires this tingly, woozely (is that a word?) feeling of great accomplishment. Then I'll pick back up with my continuation of our springtime excursion to Camden--totally wonderful in the Spring--and any other time we venture to visit!
Her Aunt Carole mentioned that all she needed was some plastic horns on her head...I say, who needs horns with a smirk like that...???!!
Somethin' about these plastic rakes--they just don't hold up like they used to!
It's rakin' leaves in the Fall and rakin' fire in the Spring...
No, she's really not on fire! She's saying, "I yam!" (when I tell her to look at Mommy).
What? Doesn't everybody dress this way to burn grass?
Our always willing little helpers!
And smokin' sunset...
Like I said--never quite what I'd ever anticipated, but I do know why I don't need television!