Showing posts with label Spring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spring. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Sunday, May 01, 2011
Seedy Saturday
It's become a yearly tradition - we toddle off to Everdale Organic farm, pick up some seedlings, have some food, grab some organic veggies for dinner than night, jump in the sandbox for a bit, and then head home happy and satiated. Yesterday was no exception! It's a sure sign that spring MUST be close!!
Friday, April 30, 2010
Everything's Blooming
My seedlings....
My purple tulips...
The yellow flower tree that my sleep deprived brain can't think of the name of.... (We had a repeat of the Corbenathon from 11pm till 12:30am last night.)
My Hostas...
The pine trees....
And yes, even the dandelions.
And even the kid!
My purple tulips...
The yellow flower tree that my sleep deprived brain can't think of the name of.... (We had a repeat of the Corbenathon from 11pm till 12:30am last night.)
My Hostas...
The pine trees....
And yes, even the dandelions.
And even the kid!
Monday, April 28, 2008
Busy Busy
Things are busy here on the roof - spring brings about veggie gardens, and snow fence to take down, and, oh yeah, jobs to find since my last day of work was yesterday! Ah, the beauty (or not so beauty) of contract work.
Some day when I'm not about to go down into the basement to watch Juno I'll tell you all about what's been happening around here, including the visiting bovines, the punk assed teenager who took my cell phone and held it for ransom, the continuing pukefest that's been happening here (OK, maybe I'll skip that one) and last but not least, the little story of waking up this morning to a world covered in WHITE!!! Actually, I think we'll skip that one too. Better be the last of the fucking snow, that's all I can say!
Some day when I'm not about to go down into the basement to watch Juno I'll tell you all about what's been happening around here, including the visiting bovines, the punk assed teenager who took my cell phone and held it for ransom, the continuing pukefest that's been happening here (OK, maybe I'll skip that one) and last but not least, the little story of waking up this morning to a world covered in WHITE!!! Actually, I think we'll skip that one too. Better be the last of the fucking snow, that's all I can say!
Friday, April 18, 2008
Spring = Sprung
We've been trying to DO things a little different around here.
We're getting the chaos organized, or at least the chaos that is directly under our control.
We're cleaning, making lists, getting things done. We're eating better. Hell, I've been excising. And not just weenie exercise, RUNNING!!!
(Allow me to digress for a moment: I think running is just about the dumbest thing ever invented, unless of course you're being chased by something big and hairy with a lot bigger teeth than you, and then it's just plain handy. I'm opposed to it physically with all that jarring and bouncing and shaking, and I'm opposed to it morally, because I think it's a mean thing to make someone do. I gave a card to a friend once that on the outside said "I don't run." On the inside it said "It makes my lunch fall out of it's glass." That pretty much sums up my feelings on it.
BUT.
It's totally the spring. I am one of those people who come ALIVE in the spring. I like the winter, and the satisfaction of shoveling a sidewalk or plowing the driveway, but by February I am SO over all of those things, and I need air. I need sun. I need to feel the ground under my feet, and I don't want two pairs of socks, heavy winter boots, and 3 feet of snow to come between us!! (I accidentally typed "3 feet of snot," which is also accurate!)
Every day we figure out a little more of this little life of ours. After all, it's still so NEW. Hell, we're all still new to each other, in the grand scheme of things. Me, Steve, Griffin, Dudley, this house, this town - none of us have known each other for very long at all! But as get to know each other, a little more each day, we're making our little corner of the world a better place to be. We have big dreams and plans, and just in the past few days it has started to feel like we might reach them some day.
Isn't the spring a wonderful thing?
We're getting the chaos organized, or at least the chaos that is directly under our control.
We're cleaning, making lists, getting things done. We're eating better. Hell, I've been excising. And not just weenie exercise, RUNNING!!!
(Allow me to digress for a moment: I think running is just about the dumbest thing ever invented, unless of course you're being chased by something big and hairy with a lot bigger teeth than you, and then it's just plain handy. I'm opposed to it physically with all that jarring and bouncing and shaking, and I'm opposed to it morally, because I think it's a mean thing to make someone do. I gave a card to a friend once that on the outside said "I don't run." On the inside it said "It makes my lunch fall out of it's glass." That pretty much sums up my feelings on it.
BUT.
When one can run, in the comfort of one's home, on a little machiney thingy that is less bouncy and jarry and more glidey and flowy, and at the same time watch America's Next Top Model, highly educational programming because the glidey flowy machine also has wheels for JUST THIS EXACT PURPOSE...then running suddenly sound less evil, and, well, darn right PRACTICAL! Hell, it's pushing multi-tasking, and we all know how much I love THAT!)
It's totally the spring. I am one of those people who come ALIVE in the spring. I like the winter, and the satisfaction of shoveling a sidewalk or plowing the driveway, but by February I am SO over all of those things, and I need air. I need sun. I need to feel the ground under my feet, and I don't want two pairs of socks, heavy winter boots, and 3 feet of snow to come between us!! (I accidentally typed "3 feet of snot," which is also accurate!)
Every day we figure out a little more of this little life of ours. After all, it's still so NEW. Hell, we're all still new to each other, in the grand scheme of things. Me, Steve, Griffin, Dudley, this house, this town - none of us have known each other for very long at all! But as get to know each other, a little more each day, we're making our little corner of the world a better place to be. We have big dreams and plans, and just in the past few days it has started to feel like we might reach them some day.
Isn't the spring a wonderful thing?
Spring At Last!
Today, we got outside! FINALLY!! Since we don't get outside much around here in the great windy white north, we've been waiting and waiting (and waiting...waiting...etc) to enjoy a few nice sunshiny days. Today was finally the day! We headed out for the first time this year to enjoy our morning java on the front porch. While we fueled up, Griffin enjoyed the high tech device we built to move the sump pump drainage away from the house a bit further - a few pieces of siding with water flowing down it is HOURS of fun! Just LOOK at how much fun it is!
Zoom in nice and close on this one, and notice the perfectly captured drool that is dangling off Griffin's chin. It catches the light most beautifully!
Even Dudler got in on the action:
This one's for Oma - we finally got out the coveralls you bought Griffin about 19 months ago, and look how bloody adorable they are! My baby farmer boy!
Welcome, spring! We hope you're here to stay!
Zoom in nice and close on this one, and notice the perfectly captured drool that is dangling off Griffin's chin. It catches the light most beautifully!
Even Dudler got in on the action:
This one's for Oma - we finally got out the coveralls you bought Griffin about 19 months ago, and look how bloody adorable they are! My baby farmer boy!
Welcome, spring! We hope you're here to stay!
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Muddy Season
My brain = dead.
This post = pictures only = not having to complete full sentences, but still providing loyal readers with required cuteness quotient.
Um...when did my baby turn into a little BOY??
All smiles in the sunshine:
This post = pictures only = not having to complete full sentences, but still providing loyal readers with required cuteness quotient.
Um...when did my baby turn into a little BOY??
All smiles in the sunshine:
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