This morning, the faint smell of barbeque food still lingers alongside the smoke from the fire pit. And as Annabel woke from her bed, and came into ours to snuggle beside me (many hours past when that usually happens, sleepyheads), I noticed that despite the necessary bath before bed last night, her hair was still stuck together in one spot with marshmallow, then covered in dirt on top of that. Yup. 'Tis the season!
Oh, summer weekends! What a lovely and long one we just had too. With just-right weather, and all the ingredients for a classic summer weekend - gatherings with friends, guitars around the firepit, a lot of baseball, sprinklers, s'mores, popsicles, swimming, and awesome food. So much food. I'll take it all quite happily. And hopefully, weekends like that will happen many more times before this season passes by.
Our neighbors had a fireworks show on the lake that we watched. I worry about a few things when that happens (because...it's fire!...and though I can be a bit of a worrier, I think I'm justified when it comes to fire), but Greta always tops the list of my worry with all that startling unexpected noise. She was fine this year, not stressed at all. At least not about the fireworks. However, Sparkle, our new scarecrow (named by Ani - could you tell?), sure is giving Greta some grief. Being that it's her job to protect all the animals at night, she has not been okay with this stranger in the pasture. We made Sparkle this weekend, in an attempt to ward off the crows that are stealing all of duck and chicken eggs - so boldly that they harass the nesting birds to get off the eggs! Not okay! We think we've got Greta straightened out now, and hopefully her early belief that it was real is a good indication that the crows will do the same. We'll see.
I know most of the world started your week yesterday, but for those of us still lingering in long weekends, I wish you a gentle re-entry today! And I will remind you that there's another summer weekend just four days away!