I've been feeling very mellow these last few days and it's effecting my preserving drive. And my laundry drive. And my balanced meal drive.
Our tomatoes have petered out just as quickly as they ripened, leaving me short of a couple projects I was going to do. I haven't been posting much in the way of my canning projects because you've seen them all before. I promise, though, if I do something new, or try it in a different way, you'll be the first ones to know.
Our lone chick is precious and makes me long for something tiny of my own, but I know better and count the months until my sister gives me a new niece or nephew. Well, she's not actually going to give me the child, but one can hope.
The sunflowers are lovely. Bright, happy faces in spite of my melancholy self.
Did I tell you that Jamey has bee fever? He's hoping to build a hive (or two) this fall and is day dreaming about catching a swarm so we don't have to order bees in the spring. I'm excited about the endeavor, but glad that he's spear-heading this one. I really dislike even the idea of the possibility of getting stung, while Jamey has stung himself on purpose to help his tendonitis.
This is me today. Relaxing into the love of my family despite everything else. And, for once, being okay with not doing much of anything.