I am lovin’ this sorta cool, sorta rainy summer…
This photooo was not taken at the Landfill. It was somewhere down on Westwood during my 0-skunk-30 walk this morning. Beeyootyful morning after a night of off-and-on light rain.
I won’t show you a photo of our garden prodject of the day because I don’t want to jinx it. It was a very ambitious prodject for us lowly black thumb people. Seven [big] holes were dug and a couple hundred bucks spent. And then our young whipper-snapper neighbor came along and wished us luck because he had a similar prodject going and it had failed. So fingers crossed.
So the GG’s Father’s Day present was to dig a bunch of big holes and dispose of the clay-ey contents. Over the fence into the woods (hope we don’t get in trouble). I tried to help dig holes but I was shooed away to find my own fun elsewhere. I can only guess he figured my help would jinx the prodject even further.
We don’t do these greeting card type holidays very well. Lizard Breath texted earlier today to ask if she should come over this way. We are so accustomed to having kids away at college or across the pond or on the left coast that we learned long ago to just muddle away at days like this and make our own boring little bits of fun. Hike or kayak or burn a bunch of sticks. So I was sort of speechless. Well, sure you can come over. You can come over whenever you want (but if there’s an ice storm or something, please don’t). But there’s nothing much going on around here. Well, I said all of that but secretly I am happy to have some 20-something company this afternoon.
Happy Father’s Day to all of you fathers out there. And that includes godfathers and dogfathers and, well, it’s a slippery slope from there. And don’t feel too sorry for the GG digging all those holes. It was definitely *not* his only Father’s Day gift. But I’m not gonna tell you any more about that for now.
June 16th, 2013 at 6:29 pm
But enquiring minds want to know … wink, wink
June 16th, 2013 at 7:25 pm
We’re having muggy hot weather right now. (but it’s not summer yet!) I think it’s supposed to rain later this week WHEN WE GET OUT OF SCHOOL. boo Patt wasn’t much on the hoopla although he loved doing activities as a family, so any excuse we got, we used.