Give me a pile of manure and another pile of gravel and I'm entertained for weeks.
Peter brought me over a pile of manure not long ago and I've been busy spreading it wherever I take the fancy. I made a new flowerbed out front and I've been preparing a row of soil for a lilac hedge we will be planting in the fall. The day before yesterday I dug all the grass out from around our present hedges, put manure around each tree, and yesterday I set up irrigation hoses for them. Now I can sit in the kitchen and drink coffee while watering.
I also plan to set up another flower bed so that I can plant some perennials in it this fall.
As yet, Peter has not brought me a pile of gravel. oooh! I can hardly wait!
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
those musical types!
Two of our boys had the great opportunity this summer of performing in a Gilbert and Sullivan musical, directed by a young man and a young lady from Maple Creek area. A local family hosted the out-of-town performers for the eight days of preparation for the performances.
On the way home from Eastend, after the first performance, some of the participants were listening to music on an i-pod, and when some music came on that they found inspiring, they pulled over to the side of the road and started dancing in the road allowance. This was about 11:00 p.m. on a Thursday night.
The parents who were hosting the performers, saw the vehicle pull over and were alarmed. "It looks like something dreadful has happened! What are they doing?" So they pulled up behind them, and their son jumped out of the van and ran over. When the parents caught up, their son informed them: "They're . . . dancing."
My boys, of course, were right in there, enjoying the whole thing.
We have many happy memories of our week and a half of preparation for this musical, and especially of the people we met.
On the way home from Eastend, after the first performance, some of the participants were listening to music on an i-pod, and when some music came on that they found inspiring, they pulled over to the side of the road and started dancing in the road allowance. This was about 11:00 p.m. on a Thursday night.
The parents who were hosting the performers, saw the vehicle pull over and were alarmed. "It looks like something dreadful has happened! What are they doing?" So they pulled up behind them, and their son jumped out of the van and ran over. When the parents caught up, their son informed them: "They're . . . dancing."
My boys, of course, were right in there, enjoying the whole thing.
We have many happy memories of our week and a half of preparation for this musical, and especially of the people we met.
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