Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Just a few plants to plant...

Today I finally got around to some planting after raking up the leaf "ground cover" I planted some forget-me-not seeds, and a raspberry and two strawberries. I have never planted strawberries before although I did think the wad of roots was pretty big for a strawberry I just went with it and the pace of my helpers (Olea Zurich and Nev). So after the two wads were planted I was cleaning up the packaging thinking, "sheesh, why did that take me so long?" when I looked at the packaging and noticed something, "Wait, TEN plants? TEN?!" I only got two in each bag.
So I dug them up and unraveled the ten separate plants in each of the two wads, and planted them all. Twenty plants. :)
I grew up gardening by legal slave labor (you know, the family garden:) and so this is embarrassing to admit, but funny and I'm so over myself so I'm sharing.

I hope they fruit. That would be sweet.

Also today I ventured to the local farmer's market for the first time. However, with the three youngest I was so glad to have friends with me. They were awesome help. Nev was in an "I'm mad!" mood for a while and kept running off. Thankfully it didn't last too long.

It was a good time and I came home with some delicious fruits and veggies and a plumeria and another flowering plant, I forgot the name of. It was pretty small so it will be a while probably before it flowers. The plumeria is a sentimental replacement from the cutting I destroyed when we moved. As long as I leave it in a draining pot I can't loose right? I hope! I can't wait for it to flower, my other one never did, it grew big and lots of leaves, but that's Utah, this is the sunshine state. They are meant to grow here!

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Our Very Own Azalea Festival

We discovered the first blooms on the bushes on the front of the house and knew it would only be a matter of a few days before the whole front yard sparked in pinks and white.

I told the girls that when the azaleas were in bloom they could pick as many as they wanted. I have enjoyed seeing them live out every little girls' greatest wish: to pick the pretty flowers. :)

This made my day coming home one evening. I love to see evidence of their play. One day picking up Olea from the bus (that is why Nev is so high, she's sitting on the top of the stroller) Nev had to have some flowers to take with her (running back down the lane to grab some). Olea took a few to her bus driver one morning as well.

And now photos from the real camera. :)

When you walk down the street you can smell them two houses or more down. I love it. They are so beautiful and so much color. I wish it was like this year round. However, that would probably kill me with my allergies so I am happy to enjoy them in March.

I love the way as they fall their sad faces bury themselves in the earth making a little tent like shape.

their buds promise me
like they promised me then
"we will be beautiful
we will welcome you
our bright faces open
our scent lifting you away
adding magic to childhood
and conveyance to memory"

when their job is done
this moment's rarity to protect
they'll fall softly
whispering as their scent declines
"our bright remembrance
will carry thee
adding magic to childhood
and conveyance to memory"

Looking forward to next March. :)
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Monday, March 19, 2012

1, 2, 3, 4

In the elevator in our hotel in Mississippi a woman said, "Only four?"
Wow, that's refreshing.
They have been crazy and their ears haven't worked for a few days but I am so happy to have each one of them. They are beautiful, smart, and unique human beings who bring light to my life each and every day.
Even when they are being stinkers.

Yesterday, I saw this site while we were driving around town and wanted to get pics of the kids. So this morning we stopped on the way to the park.

It was a warm day with a cool breeze so I unloaded one at a time, and took a picture. Putting one back before getting another out so I could keep them safe. Olea had a sad experience about watching where she stepped and accidentally stepped on a bird nest. She shed some tears for the little eggs that she stepped on. She said, "I didn't know a nest would be in the rocks!" Neither did I. One egg was intact. It was well camouflaged.

Oh and I found this gem in the rubble too. thinking I will make a necklace pendant out of it.