The tomatoes are finally growing. I say finally as if they're really late, but they're not. Even though our growing season is a month late this year, tomatoes don't really get going until late July and August. So they're not late, I'm just impatient! The farmer's market had some lovely tomatoes, but they are green house grown, so they have an edge. Ours are coming along though!
Mom and I tried out the new dog clippers we got and shaved down the boys. Wow is it a lot easier when you have the right tools! Who knew? Us, the boys, the carpet, the freezer (our make-shift grooming table), and the blanket we had over the freezer were covered in loose hair. It was something else, let me tell you. I may be picking dog hair out of my teeth for days! We went outside to check on what the other members of our family were up to and to shake out the blanket.
Gramma and my brother Ben were out digging a railroad tie out from under the ground so the mower doesn't hit it anymore. (God only knows why they were there in the first place, the old railroad bed is nowhere near our property. Then again, we dig a lot of interesting things out of the ground around here.) Then they were trimming branches all along the wood line, including the old crab apple tree so the mower could fit under it again. I can't speak anything of my brother's choice of yard work clothes, though he did eventually come back in and put shoes on!
All in all, it was lovely weekend. The weather was sunny and warm and breezy and perfect. I hope yours was just as nice. We had fireworks on Friday, which I watched from a pile of bags of dirt outside the store with my best friend and some other people I love, a lazy day at work on Saturday filled with conversations with the wonderful people of this town, and a Sunday full of family activities and some really wonderful bonding time.
Today I am grateful for the long days of summer and the friends, food, and togetherness it brings.
Until next time,
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