My unintentional lengthy break is at an end. There was a lot of living to do in the interim, and I wouldn't even know where to start backtracking. So - onward.
Sunday was one of those days where everyone just needs to relax and make it through the day. The dew point was hovering around 70 degrees with the relative humidity peaking at...100%. I know, I looked it up online. Yuck.
And everyone was doing a whole lot of nothing. Jason and Stella ate lunch companionably in the mudroom.
Violet slept in the car.
I wandered around the yard taking pictures of my favorite things. I really love the yard when I look at things up close. Weeds. My questionably thriving vegetables. Who can find the radish?
I'm sure no one would walk by and say "Now that's a flourishing yard." But it is. I'm so fascinated by the way things pop up when we stop mowing. Sweetfern. Milkweed. Blueberries. Daisies.
When we moved in 6 years ago our yard was a flat plop of grass. Not nice grass either. Not an impeccably kept lawn that we feel guilty about destroying.
Now it is a haven for under appreciated plants and animals of all sorts. Though actually we would be just as happy if Waifer didn't appreciate the company of the groundhogs
quite so much.
I think this one was injured. A couple days after I took this picture Violet and her friend Evan told me "and we petted the hedgehog..." It only occurred to me later, as I tripped over the unfortunate creature, that it actually had stood still long enough to be petted. Waifer: 3 Groundhogs: O
Thankfully, Waifer has yet to make friends with the tads, who are finally turning into frogs. I think this is the first frog. See him? Cute little feet and everything. *sniff* They're growing up so fast.
And occasionally we do plant something quite intentionally. Jason's pear tree has 18 pears at last count. And this is our first sunflower just burgeoning.
And a self portrait.
Next time, adorable pictures of our little urchins. Promise.
