Trim

After two weeks of working on it, I have finished the task I started! Trimming back the brush (new growth) all the way around the yard. Which means all the way around the woods that outlines the yard. Each day after my husband goes to work I put on my cowboy boots, shorts and old tee-shirt. Then I spray myself thick with bug spray and head to the barn for the tree trimming tool. This tool has a small saw on the end with nippers that you pull with a rope. The tool also extends way over your head so you can reach branches way up high. I last only about an hour as I get hot, sweaty, and my arms and back ache. The mosquitoes and deer flies buzz and nibble at my skin. The thorny underbrush scratches me with poison ivy dancing around my boots. But...when done I come in for a tall glass of lemonade and feel good about how far I have moved around the yard. Each day getting closer to the end. Today I'm done! I called my husband to tell him I FINISHED, as he thought I never would stick with it. Now when he mows the yard, branches will not swat him in the face. Now I'm looking out over the yard from the swing on the deck thinking to myself - What am I going to do next? Ideas?.
* paint the deck
*powerwash the house
*butcher chickens
*paint the shed
For now I think I'll just have another glass of lemonade!   

Blog

Well writing group is meeting this week and I have not been able to get on my Blog. I touched something like I always do, then I don't know how to fix it. Well I told my daughter she just had.had.had to help me today so I would have at least something to contribute to the group. I was starting to feel the eyes of my group members peering at me. Asking, " Tammy, what have you been writing." So as my daughter sat down with me I timed her. It took a total of 3 minutes to help me. I said, "That was all it took?" "Yes, Mom!"
I can't believe I haven't wrote on this blog for months. All it took was 3 minutes. I have been missing out. WOW.
I guess its time to get writing...  

Inside

The snow has us all tucked inside together. We can not venture out because it is bone chilling bitter cold. We look at each other more than we have all year. We talk to each other more than we have all year. We laugh with each other more than we have all year. The living room is filled with each available spot taken up by a person snuggled under a toasty blanket. Our dining room table has been used for each and every meal together. After we sit and have conversations about life, hopes and dreams, games are played with giggles and laughter.Aromas fill the kitchen with scents of bread, comfort foods and summer canned bounty drifting in corners around the house. Family bonding is happening because of this snow, because of staying inside with each other. As a mother I am grateful for this snow. I am happy to be surrounded by my husband and children. I am thankful to have some time to stay... "inside".