Vivian fell in th lily pool and Abigail fished her out.
In other news, it has been more like late spring around here this past week than early spring, which was nice because the fearsome five were able to take full advantage of spring break. All playground equipment and the sandbox got quite a workout. They also dismantled one of the wood piles to build a shelter they dubbed pooh house, or something. I’m hoping Winnie the Pooh was the inspiration for the name rather than some other things one could think of. The Hunts stopped by on their way to and from Taos and there was at least one other group of kids, Kari’s friend’s offspring, that spent a good part of the day enjoying SA. The three year old in that group also fell in the lily pool but was able to get himself out.
I’ve taken advantage of the relatively light winds this week to do quite a bit of spraying. The small quantities of rain and snow have been just the thing for shallow rooted plants. There are several varieties of weeds that give every indication of taking over the place if allowed to, so I’ve drawn a line in the sand and met them on the field of battle. There is much more left to do.
Yesterday I got the grape vines trimmed. Some of the cut ends dripped like a leaky faucet, which makes me wonder if I waited a little late, but this was the first weekend that the weather permitted activity like that.
Jill and her girls are about to hit the road for home. Joyce won’t accompany them. The weather looks like it will be nice and the sleeping arrangements while they are here take a toll on her.