Afternoon: Down and Dirty
I usually don't like (okay, I dread) those two afternoon hours from 3 to 5 PM. There's something about the stretch between post-nap and dinner-time that drags and tugs at my patience.
But today was different. Under a cushioned cover of overcast skies, we played out that dreaded chunk of time in dirt, driving little metal cars, and spectating Lucy's bike parade extravaganza (I played announcer).
Above: the scene of my posterity in the thick of it.
And who knew that "onions" (aka: gladiola bulbs) burrowed in the front flower bed?
2 comments:
I like your yard - it looks like a great fit for you all!! Are you glad you're away from the rushing water?
By the way, love the new banner!
Post a Comment