Y’all are my witnesses

Lest we get a nasty-gram from the city because our "grass" is approaching the 8" limit, this is why we aren't mowing.

It looks like the field in front of the chapel at Camp Lambec in early summer- like a mirror with grass poking out of it.

The "creek"/drainage ditch out back. Below, Amur honeysuckle have taken over what's left of our drowned pine trees. Apparently it's like candy or soda pop for birds; they love it but there's not much nutritional value to it. And it SPREADS. There's also black raspberry canes in there. Last year a smart robin built a nest in that mess and had protection AND a food source at hand. This year we have one who has built her nest on top of our deck light, so we've been scaring the bejeezus out of each other on a regular basis. She hasn't figured out that if she'd stay PUT instead of flapping away at breakneck speed when we're right beside her that everyone would be happier!

This is part of the drainage ditch we dug ourselves to get standing water from part of the swamp that borders our property to the above drainage canal. It's only a few inches deep, but I can't even tell you the satisfaction I get when I schlep out there and see water running through it and down the side of the ditch! *squelch squelch squelch*

 

Mirror, mirror, on my... behind!?

Sorry that previous post is blue on blue. I know it's hard to see but it won't let me fix it =(

Dada picked Care Bear up from the bus at lunch time yesterday and spent half an hour or so with her before Liam and I made it home from moms' group. He said he remembered her climbing on him and playing with his belt loops. He called me in the middle of the afternoon to tell me the following story:

I had a conference call with Jeremy and Jeff and a couple other guys. We do the whole thing and then Jeremy comes up to me later and asks, "why do you have a mirror on your butt?" I am clueless and ask, "what are you talking about?" Jeremy repeats himself, "why do you have a mirror on your butt?" Lo and behold, and unbeknownst to me, Carrie had inserted a purple plastic mirror from our toy vet kit into his back belt loop. (It looks like a short, stubby dental mirror- the circular kind that is angled also- and it just so happened that Dada was wearing a deep purple dress shirt. She probably thought it was the perfect accessory.) I can't believe the guys let me go through the entire conference call before saying anything!

Then I told him that if I had seen it, that I would have told him. After he'd gone back to work ;)