Today is the break from the storm that we so badly needed. We woke early this morning to find that rain had been feeling long enough to wet the grass, leaving water dripping from the drooping sunflowers. When sunflowers droop, it’s bad news. With a summer that is on record as one of the driest, what a physical feeling of relief to feel the rain on my tired body. My soul took a big ole sigh…Just like the wilty broccoli that grows outside the patio door, with a bit of rain, we all perked right up.
The cooler temps made the splitting and stacking of wood that much easier, that much more pleasant, which, for the most part, isn’t really pleasant at all, but we make the best of it. When things get rough and kids start complaining, well, today Big Brother spoke up to remind them, as we have told him several times before, that when it’s -40 degrees celsius, it will all be worth it.
The other monumental happening this wood stacking season, kids who can help! Not just help, but be innovative enough to create an efficient system involving their wagon.
And tonight? Well, there’s a roast ham, because we can bare to turn the oven on, scalloped potatoes, and root veggies with some apple cider to sip while I sit with my feet up on the couch. I can type that here, for all to see, with my head held high because hey! I’m pregnant.