Rain, Rain

It poured here this weekend, particularly Sunday. So our tennis and other plans got put on hold and we instead cleaned and organized the garage. Our little town does a "large item pickup" every three months, so we loaded the curb with miscellaneous pieces of wood and metal we had been hoarding for too long. We also changed out some of the big fluorescent bulbs that were dying, hung hooks and organizing brackets for all the garden tools, moved the now-adolescent chicks from the "nursery pen" to the outside transition coop, made a new nest box for the big girls out of an old mailbox, and Jeff even built me a little demilune table as a nightstand out of some scrap lumber.

M R Ducks

M R ducks.
M R not.
O S A R; C M wangs?
Y I B; M R ducks!

This silly little saying was tickling in the back of my mind while watching our ducklings, but I couldn't quite recall the whole thing. I asked Jeff, and he proceeded to drawl out the entire redneck exchange fluently. That brilliant mind can retain just about anything!

Here's a little video from a week or two ago of the ducks taking their morning bath. They are so amusing!

Spring Life

Purple iris under the Eastern Red Cedar

Carolina Jessamine climbing the lamp post

Ducks in the pond

Great Blue Heron on the banks