We have been waiting for a good rain for oh so long. And we finally got two decent storms. The first came last Wednesday when Michael and Melissa stopped at our place on their way back from Colorado. And the second arrived last night as we were having dinner at the Kendall/Bendall house. The sound of rain on their metal roof was ecstasy! And the kiddos frolicked happily!
l From time to time these days Aurora practices her nurturing skills on her sister. Provides her with a toy, gets her hair out of her eyes. I relish those moments. And they have been snuggling with each other lately, too. The snuggling can devolve pretty quickly into wrestling, but I enjoy it while it lasts . . .
We were lucky enough to have Orion for the weekend, and he and Aurora thoroughly exhausted those chickens. Zeppo got to swim in the newly-filled pond, the spring peepers are out, and last night we had a St Patty's gathering. A superb weekend altogether. Tim holding little Sander. Jeff and Grover in the field. Pink jasmine in bloom. Striding the territory.
I am a mama, Certified Professional Midwife, dancer/choreographer, gardener, photographer-in-progress, collector, yogi, and lover of the quirky/wild/wierd/wonderful. Myself, two daughters, one dog, two rats, two hamsters, and an ever-changing number of fish reside in an old farmhouse on two limestone-ridden acres in the Hill Country of Central Texas.
My irrational obsessions include: bright blue borage flowers, embroidered pillows, tunics, vintage tablecloths, shoe lasts, rusted iron, my daughter's smile, and the sunshine on my face.