So we’re no longer sweaty and stinky after working in the yard. The house however smells like fresh baked bread because that’s what I baked this afternoon. Part of the loaves will be for Sunday dinner while the big will be taken home with a couple wee ones. I know that cuz they told me they were taking it home with them. I guess you can be kinda sorta bossy while you’re 5 and soon to be off to kindergarten, Personally I think they get it from their Mother.
I’ve been sitting here prepping Sunday dinner while a couple wee ones are napping downstairs. I made sure they got plenty of fresh air and sunshine earlier and were they wiped out after lunch. It didn’t take long after lunch before they were snoozing away. I’ll let their Mother come wake them when she gets here.
I can’t hardly believe how warm it is out there. We typically don’t have this type of weather this early but I’m more than happy to take it. This must be the global warming that Al Gore promised us. I’m more than happy to take it other than watching the polar caps melt and the polar bears being in danger. That’s not good but that’s just my humble opinion. But we do need some rain so I’m hoping Mother Nature dials some of that this week as forecasted.
So this puts me ahead of schedule with my garden and everything that I wanted to plant this season has been planted. All that’s left at this point is fertilizing, putting some hay down to keep the moisture in the beds and maintenance. I can do that. It will give me something to do and I like putzing around in the garden anywho. We’ll see how the sweet potatoes go but I have visions of having to put in a new bed next year just to dedicate to them.
So this now leaves my normal house maintenance for outside and cleaning my my flower beds. That will be my project over the long Memorial Day weekend. I have another project in the back of my mind with cleaning up the berm and I’m kinda wondering how I’m going to be able to handle that by myself. Well, we’ll deal with that when the time comes.
It’s gonna be a busy time around my place between now and the 4th of July.
Frank Weston Benson, frequently referred to as Frank W. Benson, (March 24, 1862 – November 15, 1951) was an American artist from Salem, Massachusetts known for his Realistic portraits, American Impressionist paintings, watercolors and etchings. He began his career painting portraits of distinguished families and murals for the Library of Congress. Some of his best known paintings (Eleanor, Museum of Fine Arts, Boston; Summer, Rhode Island School of Design Museum) depict his daughters outdoors at Benson’s summer home, Wooster Farm, on the island of North Haven, Maine. He also produced numerous oil, wash and watercolor paintings and etchings of wildfowl and landscapes.