The pile of sand smack dab in the hog pen had become a beach resort for polly pockets. Both children were covered from head to toe with sand. It kept them, busy, though.
Every once in a while Grace would break away from the sand, and go show the pigs where to eat, or try to touch them.
You just can't resist a happily swinging pig tail!
Brent and I, however, were busy at work all day getting the garden in shape for early planting. We have SEVERELY heavy clay soil here, which in the summer gets like cement in the garden. So, Brent would incorporate some of the extra sand into the garden, and I would work it around with the rake.
I also weeded out space between the strawberry rows. Man, that stuff spreads quick! I wanted to plant my peas, lettuce, onions, and potatoes yesterday since they are cool weather crops, so mid-day, this is how part of the garden looked.
Onions planted...CHECK, potato piles made...CHECK, peas planted in 3 rows...CHECK, and lettuce all in a square...CHECK. It feels good to have this done since it's supposed to rain today. The rest of the garden is still waiting. The mobile chicken coop still resides in part of the garden, so the chickens can leave their "contribution"/fertilizer in the dirt, and since the tiller is broken, we'll have to finish the rest by hand. Ugh.
Oh well, at the end of the day, when I saw this perfect picture...
all the onions in a row (vidalia and red...and I don't even eat onions, only Brent), I had to smile. My work is done, for now.