Recently someone give us some milkweed pods. We scattered the seeds on the backyard hill. They may or may not grow in the spring, but hope blooms from the unlikeliest of places.
While my spouse and I still hear the occasional complaint or grunt, the Sprouts have taken to pitching in more often with household chores, making the daily ‘grind’ much easier to manage.
The Sprouts have a jumping contest on the hill behind the local DQ.
We have had a very dry summer, so much so that much of the plant life has died or is dying off. However, the past few days brought heavy rains, watering the earth. As a result, fungi are springing up everywhere in our yard. These are behind the wood pile.
While visiting a local park, a squirrel in a tree above kept dropping pine cones on us.