Moving Dirt

We visited Ironstone Vineyard today .

It was my birthday so my husband

gave me a few thousand tulips.

Too many to bring home.

We thought it best to leave them there.

Isn't this a beautiful ranunculus?

These are my favorites.

While we were there,

someone was here pushing dirt around.

You can kind of see where

the house will be.

Our livingroom will look out at the trees.

I see up lighting in their future.

It's a start.

Right?

In the meantime,

it's our own private campground.

The Scamp and the Aloha

have taken their places again.

I'll post pictures of the circled wagons soon.

Ready, Set, Go

It's that time of year again.

Man the mower...

Thread the weed whacker...

Time to blaze a new trail.

Clear the grass around the Scamp.

Drop the weed wacker and run for

the Aloha when the rain begins.

The mister is out there somewhere.

Bogged down.

Mower stuck...again.

Guess we'll enjoy the wild flowers

and wait for the rain to let up.

And admire our new

Waste Management scores.

Count the logs in the wood pile.

Wow, that was hard work.

Nice and tidy again.