We had a great weekend. It was mostly just us relaxing. There was some outside time. There was helping with the music at church, which involved several nights of J and I jamming with the guitar. (fun!) There was a berry pie with whipped cream for Sunday night dessert. And other moments, too sweet or swift to write about just now.
The start of the week has been mostly the boys and I outside enjoying some sunny weather!!! It's been awesome. They have been rather cooped up with all the rain as of late, and that means that now the playing outside is the kind where they are happy enough just being free outdoors that I do not have to referee too much. (I try not to do too much of that anyway!) So....I've been able to weed the garden and spend time enjoying all the many things growing here on the farm.
Yesterday, we found a big, fat toad in the potato patch which made me feel so very blessed. I have always loved toads....ever since I was a girl. At the cottage (where we vacationed every summer when I was small) we had a row boat on the beach. It was always turned upside down to keep it dry and clean. Without fail, every time you turned it right side up you'd find toads that had been hiding under there. It was so fun to catch them and watch them. The boys apparently love toads as much as I do, because they promptly set up a "house" for him near the potato patch. It involves an empty flower pot, some grass, some water, and a friendship offering of a strawberry from the mostly-spent strawberry patch. Do toads even eat strawberries? I guess we'll find out.
Hen loves books. He loves to "read". He layed on the couch reading this book for over 15 minutes. :)
That window is really clean. I think he sprayed it at least twenty times. :)
This week has also been the start of "berry season". Remember 









The hike was wonderful. The boys have been on this trail before but not this year yet. They really enjoyed it and Little Owl was seeing things as if for the first time.


We hiked for awhile looking at all the different kinds of moss and fungi. I especially liked looking at all the tree roots that are exposed.




All the while I kept my eye on these little ones, I faced a challenge with Hen. He is growing and teething and my milk is waning and all of those things leave one unhappy little guy. And I am getting really tired of the shirt pulling, biting, arching back, and screaming that ensues when he is tired and frustrated that the milk isn't there. (i don't know why there isn't milk? I'm not pregnant though, don't worry. ) Anyway...the end of the story is that he finally fell asleep and I set him down with his favorite blanket only to have him wake up again. Oi. This happens often lately and it tires me out a bit. Today, I just took a deep breath, said a prayer, and tried again and he settled down soon after. Then....I got a few minutes with the boys watching this storm roll in.
They whittled and I had a few moments, my only time to myself all day, to wander around the garden and see this. Ah, my hydrangea is blooming. And the feverfew. I love feverfew. It's so old fashioned looking.








