Gabe built more raised beds for our garden this spring. Ironic, considering I’m supposed to be simplifying and scaling down this year in the garden because of the new baby. Still, I’m happy to have them and they look beautiful. We had dirt delivered (twenty cubic yards!) a few weeks ago and Sam and Eddie (but mostly Sam) fell in love with their “little” dirt pile. The kids spent so much time digging holes, shoveling dirt from one mound to another, and filling up and dumping wheelbarrows. Who knew that dirt could be so entertaining?
Alas, our raised beds had to be filled and the dirt pile is no more. Sniff.
Gabe finds it amusing when I take photos of him working outside. I mean…look at him. Wouldn’t you be taking photos of that? He’ll thank me when he’s old and decrepit. Correction: I’ll thank me when he’s old and decrepit. I love the face he’s making in the last photo. It’s half Burt Reynolds, half “Woman, what ARE you doing?”
Our bees are thriving! The smaller, weak hive died (no surprise there) but our larger hive is so strong and lively. With the arrival of warmer weather and our apple trees in full blossom, you can’t help but hear the tiny constant hum of honey bees busy at work whenever you’re outside. Gabe thinks we’ll have honey by late summer…I can’t wait! We ordered some more bees and will start three more hives in the next few weeks, giving us a total of four hives. The bees from the strong hive seem very interested in the empty hive next to them. Perhaps they will start a new colony on their own? Wouldn’t that be wonderful!
My bedroom window faces East, and I am blessed to be able to witness gorgeous sunrises without even having to get out of bed. The other day I couldn’t resist capturing some of the golden light and I jumped out of bed, pulled on my boots and an old fleece and ran outside.
Sam must have heard me leave, because when I turned around to walk back into the house, I discovered that he had followed me outside. He wasn’t wearing a coat, and his boots were on the wrong feet but he was just so excited to be running outdoors in the sunshine at seven in the morning…and I mean, look at that smile!
I don’t know what the deal is with the last pose. He’s flexing perhaps? Hard to say.
Today I had a long list of things to do during the kids’ nap: laundry, dishes, dinner, sweep, organize the garage, vacuum out the car. The usual. Instead, I grabbed my camera and headed outside to look for early signs of spring and feel the sun on my face. It was sunny and fifty degrees out. I didn’t even need to wear a sweater. No way was I going to let a day like that go to waste. I didn’t spend much time out outside. But it was just enough to feel refreshed, rejuvenated and dare I say a little lighter on my feet (which doesn’t happen very often when you’re almost six and a half months pregnant.)
I blocked my shawl. I was going to take these lovely blocking photos with the perfect lighting and show them off to all of you…except the shawl was too large for my mother’s blocking board, and I had to use two towels on the floor instead. The lighting was horrible in the room, I couldn’t seem to get my measurements right (I’ve never blocked on a towel before) and Eddie kept trying to stomp on it every time I turned around. I’ll make it up to you all by producing some good modeling photos once it’s dry.
Now that the shawl is finished, I am back to working on My Cup of Tea socks. While I am very pleased with the pattern I must confess my enthusiasm for knitting on size 1 needles is waning. And I’m not even done with the first sock. I will probably power through these socks and then make a personal rule never to knit on needles less than size 3 again. But the socks are so precious. I can’t wait to wear them.
After I’m done with my socks I might start tackling a few sweet baby knits. Does anyone have any suggestions for gender neutral baby patterns?
Happy Monday, everybody.