Ah… lazy Saturday mornings… oh wait – reality…. Little cute alarm clock awaken me around 5:20 am… our 2 mile walk… blueberry lemon scones, happy hippie coffee… weeding the flower beds… planting my columbine seedlings… scoping out buckets of cat poop out of the garden (any hints of how to keep cats out of flower beds? – I have tried the bark idea)… watering the lawn, and washing dishes…. All by 10:00am… Phew… is it NAP TIME?!
Tomorrow, after church we are going camping for a few days in Glacier. I am looking forward to that… and dreading it at the same time (is that possible?). My mind is full of thoughts of what to pack, what I need to bake… and everything else in the middle. I hope that Ethan will sleep at nights and not wake up the whole campground… I hope he will enjoy the water and not eat all the rocks on the beach of Lake McDonald. I hope I will be able to relax and just go with the flow (wow… that would be amazing!) Well… I do believe in God and I do believe in miracles… so you never know what will happen.
An exciting thing of my day is that this might be the day that Micah finishes my garden. This has been a HUGE testimony of his love for me. He says that he is not talented in the building area, but I think it looks great! He is worried that the edges don’t line up perfectly… and I think to myself… has anything I EVER made line up evenly? I am the queen of crooked… so I shall be happy in my crooked garden (although it does not look crooked at all).
I am putting pictures of the first part of the garden project so that you can see my joy. I know I can’t have a full garden this year, but I am for sure going to plant radishes and lettuce and stuff like that – that grows super fast. Next summer I will be starting a raspberry patch – dedicated to the memory of my Grandma that loved her patch and wow she made the best raspberry jam… and to my last boss and friend, Julie Ballweber – who had a patch in her front yard and I loved hearing her excitement about getting up early to pick berries. I know everyone else tells me not to do it – because raspberries are pain, but who cares… don’t pop my bubble.
So… with all that said… I am off to embrace the rest of the day… enjoy yours!