A journal of yesterday.
6:15 am Woke to the bagawk-ing of chickens, and a cool breeze blowing through the window. Snuggled with my sweet Boy for a few minutes, then snuck out of bed as he drifted back to sleep.
6:45 am Coffee, Instagram & song sparrows on the back porch. Briefly.
6:55 am Kids up (they slept in!). Steve, already at work for several hours, comes out of his office, makes their breakfast, and they all three eat (treasure egg for the Girl, peanut butter toast for the Boy, and collard stems with scrambled eggs for the Man). I head back out to the porch. Briefly.
7:15 am Cooked my breakfast (fried egg, homemade toast & hot sauce) then walked out to meet the rest of the family at the front wildflower beds. The kids ending up eating most of my breakfast. I think they each actually ate three breakfasts this morning.
Walking to our flower bed by the gravel road has become a summer morning ritual. I'm loving all the yellows and blues popping this week. Such a different view compared to the reds & pinks from two weeks ago. Though the poppies are still the clear honey bee favorites. I count nine bees on that single bloom!
7:30 am A quick walk through the vegetable garden, checking on this & that. Then Dada calls us over for a surprise. The first tomato of the season! Actually four cherries, he's secretly been watching ripen for a few days. One for each of us.
8:00 am Wardrobe change for the Boy. (Surprise!) While I watered two garden beds, Steve moved compost to the potatoes, scooped poop from under the coop, and the kids zoomed their bikes down the driveway. The Boy, fearlessly rocking out on the yellow bike for the first time; he's not at all deterred by the fact that his feet only barely touch the ground.
8:30 am Block, block, de-friend, block. I banished all the haters from my Facebook feed. Ah. That felt good. (I only have space for love, y'all.)
8:45 am Escaped chicken. This is Pistachio, and she's so clever, always keenly paying attention to who closes, or rather, doesn't close the gate. Somebody grab a cup of scratch, please!
9:00 am With Dada back in his office, the kids and I find our morning groove. I weeded the perennial garden while they rode bikes, dug holes, caught Japanese beetles.
10:30 am Snacks all around, then I head for my sewing table. The Boy followed, and quite happily snipped at old spools of thread while I worked on a rope basket. Afterwards, the Girl and I put together a puzzle.
11:00 am The Boy gets a fat lip after face-planting on the living room floor.
11:30 pm A few light chores around the house. I vacuumed the living room rugs, and helped the children to corral their blocks, which have been spread out across the floor for several days. A little computer work for me while they paint.
12:00 pm Per request, blueberry oatmeal for the kids' lunch. Leftover white beans and sautéed kale for me and Dada.
1-2:15 pm Inspected the bee hives while the kids watched a video. I felt rushed as usual, but all three colonies are looking good. And thankfully I spotted a new queen in the yellow hive. I've been waiting for her emergence, and mating flight for a few weeks. She's laying beautifully; there are so many eggs. Also, honey!
2:30pm The Boy gets stung by a honey bee on his nose! She followed me in the house, crawled up his arm, onto his face, and as he went to pick her off, Ouch! she stung him. Within five minutes he's stopped crying and there's absolutely no sign of the sting on his face. Kids! They're amazingly resilient. I gave him a huge spoonful of honey, which made it all better.
3:00 pm Refreshments in the shade of the porch. The kids snacked on homemade blueberry ice cream, I had melon, and black tea garnished with chocolate mint, borage & mustard flowers.
3:30-4:30 pm The children entertained themselves quite well while I busied myself here & there around the gardens. Harvesting greens for dinner, and weeding. At one point I heard something about gluing one's hands together, but I knew they only had access to Elmer's, and no one screamed (much, anyway) so I stayed out of it.
4:45 pm Happy hour. Glass of white for myself, and an IPA for the Mister. Dinner prep. I plan, pick, prep and plate, and Steve does the grilling.
5: 30 pm Dinner. From the garden, mixed salad greens, red onion, pickled beets & dilly beans, fermented kraut (my first batch. It's good!). And on the grill, turkey burgers, potatoes, and a side of cottage cheese.
6:00 pm Wild, filthy, barefooted monkey children climb the chicken coop fence while we successfully ignore them, and have civilized conversation about gardening, computer programming, camping, and wasp characteristics (did you know most are beneficials, and actually eat the "bad" bugs?).
7-8:00 pm Was a blur. Bathtub-ing, tooth-brushing, book-reading........ out of bed three times for another book.......... and a glass of water.........and........froggy! don't forget froggy!......... and........they're asleep!
8:30 pm Paused our grown-up video to step outside, and admire that rising pink moon.
10:00 pm A few minutes in bed reading by flash light (The Mermaid Chair, by Sue Monk Kidd), and goodnight.