Have you ever waited for a package at the end of your driveway, right behind a bank of mailboxes, sitting cross-legged atop a clump of damp leaves, feet from the busy highway, with your daughter on your lap?
Before today, I hadn’t either.
What in the world could be so freaking important that with snow in the forecast, we would trudge our bodies over three-speed bumps and up a long, moderately graded road “just to see” if we could spot the Amazon truck?
Evelyn’s first-ever Transformer.
Even with pizza and cake in front of her face yesterday, she couldn’t stop playing with the provided Kaleidoscope play space’s toy. So after some Google sleuthing, Dave found it, added it to the Amazon cart, and ordered it.
How cute was she when it arrived? Very!
Thanking the delivery woman, she picked up the package and walked inside saying, “I wonder what this is. For Mom and Dad, maybe. Or is it for me?” Once opened she said, “I so ‘cited, I so ‘cited” while jumping up and down, as I spiraled free the white twisties from its feet and midsection. Since she can’t say wolf, even crying at her inability to do so, she’s calling the car to wolf transformer, “Red car guy.”
Today our property in Georgia was dug, and lumber was delivered. It feels surreal that this PNW native will eventually transfer to a non-evergreen, no-mountain place. Did you know their grass goes dormant for half the year there? I was shocked during our trip last month to find all the gorgeously green summer grass had browned.
Recently I joined a Georgia gardening group on Facebook to start preparing for a completely different climate and grow season. I imagine, like how I garden now, I’ll have plenty of failures. Which is fine. I am a hands-on gardener like I am a cook. I like to try bites every few seconds to see how it’s coming along and add random stuff and amounts in at a time.
I’m curious about planting clover after seeing a post about it, but will that too go dormant? Since landscaping isn’t my focus yet, I’ll put that back burner for now.
Well, I better get to bed. I’m on call for a friend and may need to get up in the night at the drop of a hat, so I better skedaddle. More on that later.
Love, Jaclynn
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