Did you know: the Wellsville mountains are considered to be some of the steepest mountains in North America? This is because they are very narrow but not necessarily very tall.
Well whatever they are they are BEAUTIFUL and I love seeing them RIGHT there.
The last few days (when it hasn’t been snowing) I’ve been out in the yard working on our flower beds. There are several out there and they have been grossly neglected over the years (common problem in rental homes).
When we moved in almost a year ago I had the attitude that I am sure most renters do…”It’s not my house so I’m probably not going to waste time improving it…we’ll just wait till we get our own home..someday.” Someday. Someday. I started getting sick of someday.
Here is almost 3 acres at our fingertips. Why wait? So I started digging out the mounds and mounds of weeds and grass. Underneath it all there was actually some day lilies, tulips and peonies! Yay!
I plan to add some lupines, sunflowers and daisy’s to this one bed. Lavender, zinnias, lilacs, craspedia just to name a few in the others. We are going to dig out a whole other section of grass and plant raspberries and even though we wont have any harvest till next year it helps with the boycott of ‘someday’. Yay. No need to wait. Let’s do this!
Over by the barn (that’s apparently about to fall down-yikes) is our humble garden where garlic and onions are already popping through the compost and where all our other vegetables will go including strawberries. yes.
The 3 apple trees are in bad shape but we are going to prune them and baby them so that maybe next year we will have some good picking. Patience, baby, patience.
I love working in the dirt. There is something about it. And my boys could stay out there all day (shoeless and in t-shirts in barely 50 degree weather btw). The only downside to all this is I’m going to want to stay outside with them. Instead of you know, cooking and cleaning. Oh well. Welcome Spring.
As part of Homeschool I’ve decided to let the boys dictate stories to me while I type them out. This is the first one Ben ever did. The look on his face when we printed it out and he held it in his hands was priceless. He felt so proud…like a real author. Then while his dad read out loud to all of us…oh his face! Needless to say I think I will like this tradition.
The Magic Mirror
By Ben Sherwood
Once upon a time there was a mom and she threw a mirror in the garbage and a boy was going hunting for treasure and he found it so he took it. He brought it inside and when he put in on the ground he was also scared. He stepped on the mirror and instead of stepping on the mirror he stepped into the mirror and fell into a different place that he’s never seen before.
He saw a man that looked so strange. He had a black hat that was a majesty hat. He had a red ribbon with a bow on it that he wore on his head and on his shoes. He had a magic wand in his hand. And his name was The Weird Majesty. And he lifted his hand out towards the boy and the boy disappeared.
The place where he was he saw a clown and The Weird Majesty again. But he was different. Instead of red bows on his hat and shoes it was blue bows. And the boy thought that it was snowing and there was actually a window into the whitest place you’ve ever seen. He looked closely into the window and he saw icicles and snow. And the water in the snow was actually melted Popsicle. And the normal snow was ice with it.
The Weird Majesty made the boy disappear again. This time he was wearing yellow bows on his head and shoes. There was a clown there and a summer guy this time. He looked outside and it was so bright he could barely see anything. And when he looked out there he went blind for a long time although he could still sense the light. When he was small he had touched a rock wall and now that he was bigger he knew what a rock wall felt like so he touched the rock wall and felt it and tried to climb it even though he was blind.
The Weird Majesty all the sudden made him disappear again and then he wasn’t blind anymore. He was on a trail in the woods. Also when he was little when his mom took him to Wild Island so now that was bigger he could recognize it and that’s where he was. All the sudden he saw a movement in the bushes and it was tiger. And then he found that there was a mark on the tigers face. And he remembered the tiger when his mom was out hunting for chickens on Wild Island. And his mom said that to kill the tiger you just need some hot sauce to shoot at the spot on his head. If it touches anything, the hot sauce will be on fire. And he had a pack of hot sauce on him so he threw it at the tiger and the bottle of hot sauce was tipped over upside down on his nose. It was stuck on him. His mom did not find chickens. All the sudden another movement in the bushes arrived. And there was a “BAAhhhk!” And he caught it! It was a chicken!
And all the sudden a magic wand fell from the sky. And the boy disappeared back to home. His mom was so surprised she was looking for him. The boy told her all about the stories he had and she was also surprised that there was a chicken that he found. Because without the chicken they wouldn’t have thanksgiving dinner.