Grass

After last week I needed to start a new quilt like I need a hole in the head.  But staring out at the dirt one evening, and upon hearing that sod was ordered, I felt inspired.  I suddenly could picture an end to the mud, mess, and hassle.  Our planned patio stared back at me and a quilt was born.  Well, the concept of a quilt.  I'll keep you posted.

And on the grass front I am happy to report that we do indeed have grass!  Most of a fence too.  Hubby just has to put the boards up on a few sections, build the gates, and it's done.  Oh, then there are the two sandstone patios and front steps. Then it's done.  For now, there is no longer any mud and that's all I care about.  Now I can concentrate on quilting.

Get It While You Can

This weekend is possibly the last one for Edgar Farms asparagus.  Go get some!

Just this week we've had it steamed, with loads of butter and served with lobster at a Forage Farm table Dinner.  We've had it grilled, in pasta salad, raw, and on the pizza above.  Lightly blanched asparagus with Gull Valley cherry tomatoes, Fairwinds Farm Goat Cheese, and some oregano.

Enjoy!

Water Argh

That make-do attitude so many of you commended me on is on its way out the door.  To be replaced with pissy attitude and cranky pants moods.  The fence is on its way!  Yay for the fence.  And while that is actually a good thing, it means I'm on full-time kid duty on top of work.  I thought that it would be perfect to head to the park and work on layouts while the girls played around me.  Such a dreamy fantasy.  Instead there was just enough of a breeze to keep the strips from staying in place.  Death Wish Arkison (a.k.a Smilosaurus) kept making a beeline for the road with a great big evil grin on her face.  And if she wasn't doing that she was attacking the fabric.  I finally gave up trying to do anything and give in to her own poopy bum.

Pardon my french, but fuck it.  I need to do something else for a while.