Really cool Hanging Gardens of Babylon Project at The Story of the World Club today. The kids planted micro greens in their gardens (arugula, lettuce, beets, mustard, basil…) I will be interested to see what sprouts in Sam’s garden.
When it comes to raffles, I never win. Except for today! When I dropped Sam off for her gymnastics class at The Little Gym this afternoon, her lovely teacher, Miss Sarah, beamed at me and handed me a brand new Nook. “You won!” I was stunned, not only because I had completely forgotten about the raffle I’d entered when I enrolled Sam in Fall classes, but also because, you know, I never win at these things. World view, blown.
Thank you, Little Gym of Charlottesville! Yet another reason we love you. I am one happy reader.
The lettuce and kale are finally ready.
The bear family came to gardening school today– we transplanted jalapeno seedlings into bigger pots. Earlier the bears completed warrior training. Priorities, you know.
We woke up inside a cloud this morning.
It’s as green as Ireland or Scotland in the spring–and it should be given how much rain has fallen this weekend–we took advantage of a brief dryish spell to hike up the ridge to the Horse Knob Trail.
Our arrival at the Shack Friday night (around 10pm) included fallen trees, an impassible road, torrents of rain, thunder, lightening, and AC buzzing our way through with his new chainsaw (thank you, Grand-mère!). We made it to the Shack itself shortly before midnight. (Sam: “It’s FUN staying up past midnight.”) The only casualty of our dramatic entrance: AC’s jeans. I only packed the one pair. Oops.
Muddy feet and legs. The kids in the Green Adventure Project explored the creek today. Sam was over the moon because she got to hold a salamander.
After trying out his new chain saw, AC steps into the garden to check out the tomatoes we planted.
You need a big chair for a big meadow.
I swear the bird looked bigger today already.
Sam’s friend Timmy found a baby bird in his backyard today.
Capeharts came to Cville for the biannual gathering. Can you spot Sammy?
There’s life (in the form of lettuce) in the cemetery garden.
Sam and her gymnastics buddies play this complex game of tag in the waiting room every week before their class begins. I think Sam was “it” but for some reason she had to crawl on hands and knees. The kids seemed to be extra-riled up. Perhaps the last three days of near non-stop rain had something to do with that.
