Happy Sunday!!
Winter is making it’s final roar, this early March. At least I hope it’s the final roar. I know our winter has been mild and short, but I so want my toes in the dirt!
Our cat decided my pot of lettuce seedlings in the window looked like a good place to do his business, so I took a deep breath, reigned in the urge to kill him, and dumped the contents in the snow covered knapweed patch above the driveway. Guess I’ll have to start over. I have to get the potting stuff out anyway, since I still haven’t started my peppers and tomatoes (I know, I’m so late!), but it is disappointing nonetheless. Especially since that freeloading cat isn’t even a good enough mouser to earn his keep.
Good Morning!
Many hands make light work. Who needs a bread machine?
Mastering the fold. . .
. . .and squish.
Today, we’re all tucked snug into our little old farm house enjoying our Sunday. I’m waiting for the bread we mixed up last night to finish it’s second rise, and the girls have made a “tiny house” in the living room.
Boxes for “walls” and couch cushions for “the bedroom”
Today is Daddy’s Birthday, so later we will join the family at the in-laws’ house for chili and fry bread, and cake. Did you know that sometimes I cheat and use boxed cake mix? It’s true, I do. You may, however, take comfort in the fact that I use fresh homegrown eggs, and I don’t follow the directions. I’m wild that way.
Happy Sunday!
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