Transplants

 Relocating some plants from our former residence, Annie decided to pitch in.

 She thought it would be nice to plant the strawberries next to the blueberries.

 Wow! our wood pile sure would come in handy if we had a fireplace.

Texas only has one big piece left to cut up.

 Sticks line the fence of our very forgiving neighbors.

Rouge carrots found growing at our old house. 

So far we've transplanted Asparagus, garlic, blueberries, strawberries, and carrots into our back yard.  Annie's big experiment this year is to plant corn.  She wants to know if you plant red and white corn next to each other will they grow pink corn.  I told her we would have to grow it and see. I love how her mind is starting to think about cause and effect, and she wants to see it on her own.

The lonely dog

 Banjo is bored.

 Banjo wants to play.

Sadly, no one wants to play with Banjo.

Escape to the yard

 Texas got home from work to find me in the back yard cutting up tree limbs and attempting to make room for a few plants, so he grabs his chainsaw and starts helping me.  Did I mention I love this man?  He worked all day and then comes home to chainsaw trees in the backyard with his nut of a wife who promised during premarital counseling that she wouldn't garden.  Sorry Matt, I really tried.
 

Texas on chain number two.

 He then had to resort to chopping the wood, after chain number two had had it.

  Banjo surveying his yard.

 What to do with all those weeds I pull?

My Archnemesis

 I'm finally down to the last four laundry baskets.

Sorted and ready to go, as soon as the laundry already in the machines rotates out.  It's a never ending cycle of misery. 

Better pictures

The pictures from yesterday looked terrible, so I'm posting a better picture of the plants in day light.  Did I mention I'm a terrible photographer?  I really am.  If you're ever wanting to see a blog with beautiful pictures go look at my friend Missy's blog.  She has the ability to make a mess look good.  It's so not fair.

Just for fun I'm showing you what my older daughter wore in her hair to school this morning.

It's definitely going to be the next big thing in hair.

Long day

Today was rough. I spent a good portion of my morning just thinking over all the things I needed to get done.  Then I went through the calender to try and find time for it all.  Things weren't adding up.  The to do list was too long, the calender was too full and I was escaping to the kitchen in my head. After fighting the urge to hide in the kitchen for most of the morning, I succumbed. Texas ended up catching me in there copying recipes, and had to pry my fingers from my recipe binder.  At least I wasn't baking   Kicked out of the kitchen I floundered for what felt like forever.   Wasted a good hour trying to make my blog look better, instead I think I made it look worse.  Utterly frustrated, I put the screaming baby down for her nap and handed Texas the baby monitor.

I spent the remainder of my day gardening.  It wasn't really top in priority, but I wasn't baking, I didn't spend any money and the house needed it.   The biggest plus, gardening is like baking, it's easy to escape from my to do list.

I mixed herbs in with the hostas, not sure this is going to work out well, but I thought I would try.

Yesterdays cake

I think I might need to stop baking.  I've gone through 9 pounds of butter in less than a week.  That can't be good. My last cake was a white cake with white chocolate icing and of coarse a bunny sprinkled on top in coco powder.  I made it for my mom's church meeting.  I hope it turned out ok.  I was glad to get it out of the house before I tried eating any.  I really am going to try and not bake today.  Wish me luck.