Now, in the summer of my discontent, I've been spammed, my punishment for paying little attention to you, dear readers.
But oh, what a holiday weekend it's been! Plantings, big and small, have adorned our little abode and made it a little more 'ours'. We have a Japanese maple again, and I'm thrilled that thanks to the graft, we actually have two different varieties of these beautiful trees. Flowers in pots and boxes, red, blue, black and white, brown and yellow. Discovered baby rabbits under one of the carefully planted shrubs around our house, explaining why the Dammit has been so interested in that side of the deck.
Took the bikes out, and lo and behold, HILLS! Curving roads, and more hills. Things...To...See. Llamas (which are quadrupeds, and live in large rivers like the Amazon...), barns for sale, streams and falls and classic cars. Really should get it titled, like soon.
Fired up the grill not once, but twice. Tuna and summer squash on the patio last night, with cherry pie and vanilla ice cream for dessert. Tonight, ribeyes and corn enjoyed in air conditioned comfort, because I never adapted to the heat during our stay in America's Wang, and we finally toasted the giant marshmallows I bought just for being giant marshmallows. That was quite the sticky mess, but once a year is good for me. This doesn't mean I don't have room for more pie, calling to me from atop the cabinet.
Last night we walked to the town's fireworks display. We were going to drive, until I saw people parking in front of our house and walking from even further with their blankets and chairs. The walk wasn't as far as I'd expected, and we enjoyed what was undoubtedly one of the best small-town displays I've ever seen, sitting on our blanket and staring at the clear night sky filled with all manner of shapes and colors to the accompaniment of Sousa marches.
So it was a good weekend all around. One might say I loved it. Here's hoping you enjoyed yourselves, as well, and that you finished the weekend with as many fingers as you had when it began.
7 comments:
I would be ALL OVER a fireworks display I could walk to. I think your weekend sounds lovely. I couldn't face sticking around town and headed for the hills (literally) and am so glad I did. You make me want to buy a grill.
Cuidado! La llama!
It sounds like you had a great weekend. Next year, charge cars $5 to park in your yard.
Oh, I love my grill. And though we could walk to the fireworks in our old town in Wisconsin, these were far superior.
I'll be grilling at least two more times this week, too. We are waiting for a new oven to get installed this week, but with the heat, it's better to cook outside, anyway.
Sounds like a wonderful weekend all around. Planting things in the yard has always made a place feel more like home for me too.
Yep, I still have all ten. But, since the kids are in Indiana, I didn't have any reason to buy fireworks this year. At least as far as the Mrs. was concerned.
Glad your weekend was good. I felt kind of nasty all weekend. The rundown of what you ate kind of turned my stomach over, it's been that bad. And I love me some ribeye.
*sigh*
Happy Belated Fourth, my friend.
Spent the long weekend in Wisconsin...camping, hiking, kayaking.....and gorging ourselves on campfire dinners. No matter how full I am, I can always find room for more when it's been cooked over a campfire!!!! :-)
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