|The weathervane I got Matt for Christmas is now up!|
Knowing that the sun and I don't mix without someone getting burned (me), I've been trying to be a good girl about my skin. I think the fantasy of me being a super tan blonde bombshell in summer has finally, once and for all, withered up and died. Missing pretty much all of the attributes needed to ever be that again at this point- I have given up the dream. Though looking back, I did do a pretty knockout job for like a minute when I was a teenager. Of course, since teenagers are their own worst enemies, I didn't even enjoy my success during that minute, because I was too busy being critical of myself. But the truth of the matter is, I'd much rather have it that way then the other way around. No one likes a bombshell who knows she's a bombshell. :-)
Anyway- back to the skin.
I've been trying to stay out of the sun between 12-3ish, the hottest part of the days...which puts my garden chores to be worked first thing in the morning and in the evenings and keeps me out of the sun during the "burning hours".
Besides it being just downright smart (who wants to work under the blazing hot sun in the heat of the afternoon?)... it has also been more pleasant than I had ever hoped.
First things first, I always do a walk around in the
fairy flower circle to see what's in bloom. This week it is peonies! Some of my most favorites. (Notice I didn't actually pinpoint a favorite- SOME of my favoriteS. Can't pin me down with just one flower or another- but peonies, they do rank up there.) There, among the busy bees buzzing from flower to flower and the birdsong overhead and the strung pearls of dew cooling my toes and glittering in the new sun, I find the day. Who needs coffee? Give me a flower circle any day of the week.
Then it is off to plunk seeds into dirt and hoe in the silence of children still sleeping. So tranquil.
Then the littles and biggles wake up, one by one, and trek downstairs and it becomes less tranquil very fast. :-)
The garden is getting done little by desperate little. I had hoped to have it completely finished by last week but the rain every day thwarted those plans and now I am even further behind than before. But it is NEARLY there. Until tomorrow, that is, when a kind neighbor is coming over to till up a new spot for a new pumpkin patch since the old pumpkin patch is now a potato patch. My plan is lots of pumpkins, in all colors, shapes and sizes with sunflowers scattered throughout.. I may try and sell some (flowers AND pumpkins) at the local Amish auctions, if all goes well. I need another garden "patch" like I need a hole in the head but the pumpkin seed packets with little white pumpkins and cinderella pumpkins and gnomekin warted pumpkins were too tempting for this girl.
Thanks to the rain last week also, I am trying to get caught up on laundry which has been at a stand still thanks to our dryer breaking. I don't normally use it spring-summer-fall anyway, but when it rains for days and days I might throw in a load to get us through until the next sunny spell. There was no "getting us through" all last week so it is laundry, garden, laundry, garden, meal, meal, meal for me and my days.
Oh yes- and this weekend is my Mom's yard sale which I always contribute to. I have a ton of things set aside to sell (thanks to Granary organizing) but not one bit of it is priced. Or even easily accessible.
My hope is:
Tuesday- get completely caught up on laundry (until tomorrow) and work in garden
Wednesday- get the last of the garden things IN THE GROUND, including the spankin' new pumpkin patch. (Walkways to be finished later.)
Thursday- start tackling the yard sale stuff.
I think maybe next weekend will be less busy but then again- Penny (the cow) is due any day now so pretty soon there will be milk chores and butter/cheese/ICE CREAM making to do.
Matt got his milking machine yesterday. Today I am ordering loads of rennet and a new ice cream maker because sadly, my ice cream maker broke in the midst of my weekly homemade "Ice Cream Sundays" challenge last summer. I loved that challenge. Oh boy, did I love that challenge.