We've had a special weekend. Busy with company that included:
And it was Mother's Day.
I think the MYP secretly groan at the desire I have to take photos at holidays. However, they are the ones who like to look at old photos and marvel at the changes and growth. Looking at this picture, I realize I do indeed have MYP and not MY little ones. Bittersweet sigh.
I wish a house wouldn't be built across the street. I tried to discourage potential buyers by sending Lisi outside to bark at people looking at the land. It must not have worked because pink flags have been staked. I wish Simba wouldn't lose those happy mousing grounds.
I wish there were gardens without weeds. I wish that it wouldn't be so evident when you weren't faithful in weeding the previous year. Somehow the weeds remember they had a strong-hold on certain places. I wish I liked vegetable gardens more. Like someone else posted recently, the beginning and end is fun, but not the constancy of work in between sowing and reaping.
I wish washers and dryers had a third appliance called a folding machine. And maybe a put-away machine. But then I wouldn't have job security here.
I wish I could lose five pounds without trying.
I think there's a quote: 'If wishes were fishes, then we would all cast nets'.
Maybe it should say if I have time to post this, I have time to weed. So off I go! Happy week ahead!