Shades of gray looming above hilltops.
Fluttering wings by birdfeeders.
Waxflowers that just won't die. I got them weeks ago and they persist. Wonderful, magical, everlasting flowers!
Penny getting a good brushing in the fresh, crisp air.
A big sister that spoils an almost-twin with a bike 'ride'.
The first shoots of green...thank you, Lord.
Soft pretzels with jalapeno mustard
During rest time when Adele' and Judah are in their respective rooms and I am at the computer, I overhear this conversation across the halls~ in which Judah was trying to strike up a conversation when it was SUPPOSED to be quiet time.
He tries several times (in vain) to get her to talk to him and then says...
" Adyay, don't you love me?" (Judah)
"Yes. I yove you vewy, vewy much." (Adele)
"Den why won't you TALK to me?" (Judah)
I finished our first batch of maple syrup of the season! And like a little girl I must add….”all by myself!” Technically, I *thought* I had finished my first batch last week but when Gary (my father-in-law and the syrup master himself) came over and saw it he laughed and pointed out several things ‘wrong with it’.
The conversation went something like this:
Rebecca, as I hand over the jar of syrup for oogling: “Look! I finished our first syrup of the season!”
Gary: “Oh wow. That’s good. “
Gary : “It’s a bit thin. Did you boil it enough?”
Rebecca, deflated: “Well…I thought so.”
Gary: “And you really should filter it more to get out that sugar sand…maybe I will bring you over a filter.”
Rebecca, out loud: “Oh. Okay. I’ll boil it down more with my next batch. And I’ll be sure to filter it better. Thanks for the advice.”
Rebecca, in her mind : “Leave now, Gary. LEAVE NOW. And take your stinkin’ syrup critiquing with you, Mister.”