Work, Work, Work

When the weather is good, the work must commence. Fence building, garden planting, pond cleaning, chicken coop freshening, and weed, weed, weed. I wouldn’t trade it for anything–ask me again on Friday.

First Rain, Then Sun


I thought I would never get in the garden today, but the afternoon gave way to warm sunshine.  

Cat’s napped, I pulled weeds.

We will be having a garden party in a few weeks,

to celebrate a daughter’s graduation.

So much to do.