Last weekend we spent some time doing needed yard werk. Above: Luke scores some sort of victory (and hourly occurrence) while the boys pick up sticks. Below: a hornet nest from last year. One of them got poor Luke. Maybe he's celebrating the destruction of his nemesis?
And here Luke eats a stick. I'm a proud parent.
They actually did some work.
They also played.
Do you remember when a stick was interesting? When it could preoccupy you for hours?
Fluffy sat in the window and watch us most of the day.
Below: We had a tornado warning the other night so we brought dinner to the basement. I was tasked with finding the cats and getting them to safety. Apparently, Catness thought I was bringing her to dinner!