Yesterday was a really exciting day! So much fun! Does my excessive !! make you excited, too?!!
Ok, you got me. It was a regular day on the farm, with our never-ending DIY projects. It’s days like this where I realize a girl gets what she asked for. I wanted a hard-working guy who could fix things… I just failed to mention in my prayers what I’d be doing while he was busy.
In all truth, yesterday really was a rockin’ good time.
While Country Man tilled and leveled out dirt, I picked rock. At one time his grandfather used this area near the garden for a burn pit and rock pile, his vision for the farm much more practical then. Thanks to Grandpa’s hard work years ago, we are able to focus more of our attention on the cosmetic work.
Country Man is building a custom-made kennel for his dog to sleep at night. Husband doesn’t talk much about those pesky feelings, especially toward his dog (me, I dedicate posts to them!), but I think his actions speak louder than anything. This is one nice kennel. I’ll show you when it’s done.
So, I picked rocks.
I did take breaks now and then to pick apples,
look at farm dog with envy,
play with a biting farm kitty,
Just another day on the farm.