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Did you know that Silent and Listen are spelled with the exact same letters. I love knowing that fact. I just read that on a poster the other day - and well, it stilled me to ponder it for a moment..
I say all this to say...
It's the end of one of the longest days ever! A good day but a C.R.A.Z.Y. busy one to boot. The sun has set in the west... I think the only sound I actually do hear are the crickets out in the meadow. It's well after 9pm. I think it was around 8 pm and I was still getting laundry off the line. Just a mere 12 hours before, at 8 AM, I was standing at the end of my driveway with my son, ready to put him on the bus for his very first day of Second Grade!
Grandma Susie was here for the weekend. She came sometime on Thursday. Her goal was to be here long enough to see this big guy off on the Yellow 54 and she succeeded. Of course, we had to take photos... and Miss A is ready and waiting to head off with Mama, later in the day, to her Kindergarten orientation. Tuesday (tomorrow!) is her turn to make it an official bus rider, as well. She's super excited about that - but even more so with actually heading off to school, school! The real deal. Not just a preschool...
But before the mid-day orientation took place. We headed up to the garden (25-30 minutes away) for more of the same. Green stuff. Beans, cucumbers and a few beets. ((I'm learning a thing or two about growing red beets. They're something else!)) We were back home two hours later... ready to start cleaning these guys..
Someone asked me, recently, for the recipe for my beets! Stay-tuned... I think a separate post will be along shortly to cover that...
But, through it all the washer was running and desperately so.. because, I don't know if you remember me saying something last week about us doing 1,000 + ears on Saturday, because we did! We ended up doing 1,300 to be exact! We ALL were a corny, muddy mess. We had such a wonderful, steady - all-day-long-sort of heavy rain all day Saturday but that didn't stop us. We had lots of willing helpers.. (no pics though)... and Scott and I came home with 53 pint/quart bags of the most Incredible, yellow corn there is to be had. That is the name of the corn as well... Incredible! It lives up to it's name. So yummy!
While the adults were working their tushes off and having fun... the kids were muddying up theirs and having fun, too! Lots of puddles to be explored. And three little wiped out children on the way home. The bath time, that evening, never felt so good in all our lives. There is nothing quite like a bowl of hot creamy potato soup and buttery, flaky biscuits on a cold and rainy evening.
We hoped for a quiet 3rd birthday for Jayne on Sunday! We did sort of have one. It was a beautiful day. Both grandmothers were here and one Uncle and his girlfriend stopped by... but, all in all, it was a quiet day. Because most of the family was gathered together Saturday for the corn party - we took cupcakes along and sang for her there. We just saved the actual gift-giving for her actual birthday.
So, I have a question for you.
Have you ever heard the word Quotidian before? It means: of or occurring every day; daily; ordinary or everyday, especially when mundane.
Well, that is truly what this post feels like. Like I'm sharing the daily, ordinary and mundane...
It tis a season!
I love word and this one has caught my attention while reading this dear friend's blog. She says it's not original with her but that the idea to make this a running blog post theme... well, it came from here.
I hope that neither of these ladies mind that I have adopted the the phrase to describe my blog post for today - because anymore if my posts (as of the past several weeks/Mondays) don't include a photo of laundry, picked flowers, green beans and a mug of coffee or tea in some form or fashion then something is awfully wrong... because that seems to be the story of my life here of late. Well, coffee is a given. There is no questioning that one.. and a photo isn't even necessary! And so are flowers picked - a given, as well.
How do you like the basil gone-to-seed as part of the flower arrangement? Pretty nice, eh?
So, thanks for reading along today!! I - like I said - I am surely enjoying the quiet moment of just coming to this place here this evening and putting out a sigh of relief that we're here on this side of the day.
To which I thank the Good Lord for his faithfulness..
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