Every time I check on the pigs I say, “Mama Mia! That’s a lot of mouths to feed.”
Good job, Bernice. 13 babies still alive.
There are 13 in there, all jumbled up.
Easter weekend was busy. Full of work on Saturday, food preparation, family, dinners, dish-washing, fun, conversation and laughter. Yesterday I made a quiet retreat to the timber. The mushrooms must have heard me coming and hid. I found something beautiful, that I would like to add to my landscaping. I knew I could never budge it from it’s creek bed and lug it up the hill.
Green – glorious green has appeared. I mowed for the first time yesterday.
I have also finished digging up the old sidewalk that had no purpose and hauled the concrete chunks into a “we might need them for something” pile. With the way my upper back/neck/shoulder have been hurting, I won’t be doing any more of that.
Yet, there is still dirt to haul in the bare spots and grass seed to sow.
Me and my bright ideas….
I hope you have a good day.