At the Indy 500 parade! |
This weekend, despite the promise of an extra day with Jack at home, has already been a busy one. We’ve dug up unwanted (and very stubborn) bushes . . .
(Well, okay, Jack did most of the digging). |
. . . watched the Indy 500 parade . . .
What would a parade be without Super Grover?! |
. . . checked the bees . . .
Alive and well! |
. . . visited the horses . . .
. . . mowed . . .
(Well, okay, my father-in-law did most of the mowing). |
. . . piled branches . . .
. . . and burned them . . .
. . . took out our frustration towards poison ivy with a well-aimed shovel . . .
. . . and tried to find the crack in the water spigot line.
Busy, yes, but busy is good.
Always my favorite part of any parade–the horses. |