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It’s SHOWERS, not SNOW!

I can’t believe it’s snowing.  It snowed all morning.  And it’s snowing RIGHT NOW.  I have a fire blazing in the woodstove and am I ever annoyed!

Maggie was attached to me for most of our trip, and remains attached upon return.  She won’t even go to Scott.  Yesterday I moved the first few hundred pounds of a giant mulch pile about the garden.  Meeps protested that she was not “UP!” as I scooped up each of the 20 shovelfuls it takes to fill our wheelbarrow.  The short journey from the dump site of mulch to the needed garden location was filled with screams from start to finish.  Today hasn’t proved much different.

She did unknowingly take a 15 minute nap on my friend Sonya’s shoulder while I enjoyed a delightful Americano.  Small victories!

Here’s Meeps and Bob enjoying our balmy first day home.  Bob has been finding (and enjoying) last years carrots in the garden.  And apparently he paid attention to all of my running dialogue last year about gardening.

First he asks me “Mom, are we gardeners?”  Yes, yes son.  We are gardeners.  “Good.” He says.  Then he proceeds to instruct Meeps: “MangO, don’t step there.  Don’t step on the garlic, stay on the path…  Oh MangO.  You’re standing on the strawberry plants.  Stay on the path… MangO, would you like a carrot?  MangO?  Mommy says we can eat this young chard.  Would you like some leaf, MangO?”

Then he asks me why I’m digging trenches, and I start telling him all about drainage and plants not liking their feet too wet, and a few minutes later I overhear him telling Meeps all about the importance of drainage in heavy clay soils.

This is what Stink Eye from a goat looks like.  (Suki and La Cochonne).

And a picture of me, taken today.