Outside

211. The yard. Oh the Yard! Mr. C has rototilled up everything, and planted the cold weather plants. Some from plants, some from seeds. We have cold weather veggies in, and pansies in the front planters. The zinnia seeds are planted, and he even brought me a raspberry bush!

Everyday something new pops out! The daffodils were gorgeous, but are almost gone. The grape hyacinths are out, and there are three types of tulips in bloom. (one kind is about gone, and one just barely bloomed today.) There is a different, ruffly daffodil out, and a mystery plant that is about to bloom. I can't wait to see what it is! New growing things. Ahhh.

212. Our neighbor, and our neighbor's yard. Mr. C had put out some flyers earlier in the winter offering to do snow shovelling or lawn care. Well, Tuesday, a neighbor called. He is the sweetest, funniest man. He turns everything into a joke. His 85th birthday is coming up. When he tried to mow the lawn that day, he fell and hit his head. (Got quite a goose egg.) He said it might be time to stop mowing the lawn. So Mr. C and the girls went over to take care of it. He was so sweet and kind. The S-Train tagged along with the bow he got one Christmas. Our neighbor showed the S-Train a bow he made out of lemon wood when he was a boy scout. He seemed to enjoy having the group around.

We'd like to get a consistent lawn per girl to mow this summer. That way they can earn their own money and learn a skill and how to work, etc., etc. Mr. C will go with them. I think it'll be a good mix all around.