It is a beautiful ride along the Old Glenn Hwy...but one barely notices the hwy. The River, ponds, mountains, interesting property capture your attention....it was a great ride. We stopped to get a close look at an old RV park, an interesting house?, and a cemetery. The bike Stacia rode was giving her trouble. I think we need to get her a "real bike" of her own.
The fireweed bloom is at the top - it will soon die out. Six weeks until winter?
Back at home we set up the disc golf goals and played a round...Michael was getting ready to butcher a chicken or two (a long, frustrating, sad story), Krista helped in the garden a bit and then headed out for dinner with a friend before the baby shower....Dad, Alex, Stacia and I cleared chickweed and started a lasagna garden (another post coming).
Dad called a couple of his grand kids....and then hauled weeds to the chickens. Even the new ones know to come to the corner of the fence and wait when they see us go into the garden. LOL
In the midst of clearing I grabbed onto something. It HURT. Bad. My hand swelled up. I felt like I was being stung over and over, all over both hands, for hours afterwards.
I do think they are going to ripen. Yay!
The chicken received a reprieve but her days are numbered. Josiah came by for dinner. Stacia, Krista and I went to a baby shower. The guys had dinner here and played games.
Josiah said he was going home. Everyone but Michael and I headed for bed. Josiah stayed two hours talking - love connecting.