Love (Still) Wins

So, we're almost a month in and my husband asked me today how things were going; if maybe I was thinking about leaving him for some chicka down the street, or if I felt our marriage felt less stable. I am happy to report that I've had no unusual thoughts or desires and am still (fairly) happily married. He reports the same.

Just in case anyone wondered.

Garden Diaries

So, after a month of record-breaking rains, this is what my garden looked like. Half of it died and what has survived is severely stunted, and a bit yellow. In fact, in this picture, the weeds are taller than the vegetables!  Although Saturday was too hot to breathe and yesterday featured some spotty light rain, I managed to get out and clear some of it away. I'm hoping to get more damage control accomplished  through-out the week and do some replanting next weekend. It may be salvageable, although I seem to have lost some (a lot) of my interest in the whole thing. I always start the spring with such good intentions!

A Tribute To The Family White

(not even half of us!)

         Last week was a rough one. My mom lost one of her brothers. Of the original 10 siblings, the youngest 3 are the only ones left. It just happened that our family reunion was Saturday, so we gathered together for the service on Friday and then at the park the next day. I think everyone needed that day of food and laughter. (and there was lots of  laughter!)

        Our family is spread all over the country but I was in a unique position when I was growing up; we lived just a few blocks from my grandparents, so I got to see everyone when they came to visit. It was odd finding out that I pretty well knew who everyone was while my older cousins (I'm one of the very youngest) didn't. I've come to believe that those of us with large families who love and care for each other need to appreciate it. Because so many people don't have that. 

(a 'small' group of us, circa 1970--we have no clue where the pony came from.)    

                                                                                   

Morning Coffee

The reason that my husband wanted to get two kittens was for this very reason--the hope that they would be best friends. And they are. They play, they run, they groom each other. Maybe not even as "clingy" as a single kitten would have been, even though they are both very affectionate with us. They are about 10 months old now, but I imagine they will always stay like this. Ornery and sweet!