Funnily enough I always thought there was more to a Daisy than just a tall spindly weed looking flower, but here we are, squat down behind the pig pen taking photos of pretty looking weeds in amongst the tall grasses, and the ever present deer flies swooping overhead.
The dogs managed to catch yet another chipmunk between the two of them, and they squashed it until it would squeak no more. Poor little fella. I laid it, and it’s friend from yesterday down to rest in the tall grass underneath the spent lilac. It’s not much, but it was the best I could do under short notice. I cannot be burying every rodent or pest that these two dogs run down on their daily walks. At some point the rodents will learn to remain hidden high up in the surrounding trees, or down deep inside their burrows while the mutts are jumping around in the grasses each morning.
I am still waiting on news regarding my weed eater. I have a children’s birthday party to prepare for and 8 really need it back soon. My fence posts and signs all look really tacky with long grass around them even though the lawn itself is manicured. Feels unfinished.
It’s now Friday, the last one of the school term. Next week ends as a half day on Thursday so we really are within spitting distance of summer vacation 2026! Six months of 2026 has come and just about gone. What did I tell you, once we crawl into the month of May somebody hits fast forward and life erupts at 4x the speed of winter. The only saving grace is that all of the school year programming for after school has pretty much stopped all ready, except taekwondo which ends (at least for us) next Saturday afternoon with another belt promotion ceremony, and a skills test which my daughter will pass with ease. Then we’ll hit pause on that too.
Everything will pick up again like normal by the end of September as we lead into the fair, Thanksgiving, my wife’s Break week, and Halloween. Then it’s a break neck dash to the last few birthdays of the year, and then Christmas. Rinse and repeat with slowly aging children, and us rapidly aging adults. It’s a merry go round of fun, fun, fun!
If you can, take some time to look at the flowers because they are fleeting. Moments lost in time, like tears in rain.
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