Not busy-ness, but plain old business.
Takin' care of business.
Today that looked like
A family discussion regarding what to do about our little friend.
We considered finding a family of ducks to ask them to adopt him/her.
We tried to call the DWR (no office on Fridays)
we considered getting another baby so's ours won't be lonely...
And in the end we named her/him.
Peep. Imagine that.
We went to a couple of markets.
And to pick up a couple of final plants for the garden.
We sailed Peep into our pond (the real pond, not the pool this time)... with the invitation to eat mosquito larvae and bugs and anything else he could stir up.
We buried our other two little friends.
We introduced Peep to a clover patch.
One of us sat with a cup of Throat Soother's Tea in her prettiest china cup and perused one of her bibles... Judes Herbal Home Remedies.
(Let me say here that I'm so looking forward to making lots of wonderful concoctions of things from the herbs in the medicine garden!
But right now my throat just is so sore.)
We dug some questionable things (you know how I feel about bloated, right?) from the bottom of the pond and offered them to little Peep.
Schlep. That duck loves worms. I'll pay him if he grows to love snails.
We made another syrup for the hummingbird feeder.
It's so lovely to see so many visitors each day.
We've done research.
We've made plans (and have gotten our colors) to dye more wool over the next couple of days
and to make beads out of rose petals.
We've started dinner
and one of us is looking forward to long evening hours with her nose in a novel
and movies for the other two
oh - and Daddy coming home, eventually...
Not a very exciting day (nor very blog-worthy), but all things that must needs be done, and we're settled and feeling quite The Thing again.
All is well.