Frolicking In The Yard

I've picked up extra hours at work, which means today was my only day off since returning from Easter. It was actually going to be nice even though the forecast said thunderstorms.

We were supposed to have rye waffles, but I wanted to make something quick so we could go for a bike ride. Granola and smoothies it is.

Scott discovered that my back tire was flat and went to fix it quick. Meadow kept getting greasy hands from touching our bikes so playing in the dirt was no big deal. Thankfully she isn't putting everything in her mouth anymore.

My bike's bottom bracket and one crank are shot. We wouldn't be going on a bike ride after all.

I love seeing things grow already. Scott keeps requesting more jam. Soon I can make a big batch of strawberry rhubarb.

Strawberry rhubarb is for pies, not jam.

With biking out of the question we decided to do yard chores instead. When our neighbors moved out last fall we noticed they were throwing out this decent wagon. It was full of car grease. Scott wiped it out pretty good so we could use it. I was finally able to give it a proper cleaning.

My version worked, but this made it sparkle.

I also had loads of laundry to catch up on and today was the perfect day for hanging them outside.

I finally finished installing the border on our corner garden. I then laid down some wood chips. No weeds for us this summer and no dirt for Meadow.

We took a break and had breakfast burritos for lunch. These homemade tortillas were killer.

While Meadow "napped," (Really she read books in her room instead.) Scott and I worked on the front gardens. Last year my herb garden was taken over by oregano. Hopefully by sectioning things off better and using wood chips things will stay more in control.

It was nice to get all of our flower and herb gardens looking great early in the season. Now we just need some flowers.

Meadow wanted to help. We should get her some kid yard tools.

That might be a good birthday present...

I went inside while they continued to play. We've been making meals from Breakfast for Dinner all week. Tonights meal was burgers with hashbrowns and fried eggs. On the side we had mustard and maple syrup-glazed sweet potatoes, carrots and parsnips. It put our new to us-stove to good use.

Then it was early to bed for me since I had to get up early for work.

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