Originally today was going to be “Sister’s Day”. For those of you who don’t know what “Sister’s Day” is, it’s when the sisters and sister-in-laws of the family get together and talk and eat. In Ohio we didn’t call them Sister’s Day because we called them “Coffee Parties”. (And later it shortened to “Coffee”, as in “Elsie is having a Coffee”).
That bunny trail was just to inform you that “Sister’s Day” was cancelled. Why? One of the sisters decided to have a baby instead. The nerve.
So first of all I was dashing around like poparazzi trying to get a few. It didn’t work well so we went outside to play. Here are pictures of our morning. Hot off the presses, just hours ago.
“I’m just chillin. The only thing that could make this better is a cookie. Or no, a bottle. No, make that a bottle and a cookie.”
I picked pink to remind everybody of the geraniums, the poppies, the daisies, golden rods, the crysanthamum, the monocotyledon that soon will be springing up everywhere. And it matches Elena’s crocks that she is so proud of.
Here is the granddaddy of wheelbarrows. It even gets flat tires, since it thinks it’s a truck or something.
And while my kids are swinging their hearts out, I clean up the winter debris. See, in the winter time, I do farm-wife things like darn all our stockings, crochet several blankets, repaint the plow for spring plowing, and change all the oil on our pick-ups. Since I’m so busy with repairs and maintenance the lawn gets neglected. Just kidding, shoot, now I have to tell what I really do. Well if I tell you what I really do then there would be no secrets in my life would there?
AND this is the newest addition to our farm. We set it out in our driveway so the feed truck drivers, the chicken salesman, Gene’s workers, friends and foe don’t run over our kids. It’s so nice to have a sign we can rely on in these perilous times.
Duty calls, I need to run. Have a fun rest of the day.