Its as though my soul is being tended to.
I.love.the.rain.
There was a brief two hours of drizzle light enough to play outside this morning.
If the garden has a soul, its being fed too....
Ryan is growing hopps for beer brewing. They are giving shade to the chickens too.
Phoebe...
Ryan says we can put this in tea and smoothies soon.
We planted this apple tree the month he was born to mark his birth.
He takes tending to it's first two apples quite seriously.
This will be popcorn from a farm in Michigan - from our beach vacation last summer.
sage...
Their favorite thing to do outside lately is what they call, "trimming things with scissors".
Today, Riv said he was making "chicken salad"...as in salad for the chickens!
Now that we're back inside, they have several times said, "Thank you God for rain." when passing by the window. With a quiet reverence. It made me realize they are echoing a phrase I've murmured aloud all day.
Yes, indeed. Thank you, God, for rain.