This week was...
A new set of bunkbeds.
Gone is her adorable trundle bed that we thrifted in Maine several summers ago. I honestly thought the transition would leave me in tears, but it did not. Actually, the trundle is laying here in four pieces right beside my computer desk. We've yet to find a proper storage spot for it. I am hoping we'll need it again at some point in the not so distant future. I have so, so many photos of Bea through the years tucked snuggly inside her pint size bed, clutching Dolly or Pebbles in her sleep. What a dear run of sweetness this bed provided us.
Her bunk beds though, well, they are perfectly suitable for the five year old, don't you think? She is surrounded by snuggly quilts, duvets, pillows, twinkly lights, and sheer curtains that act as a secret hideout spot.
A good friend's arrival of her new baby girl...there is something so sacred about being in the presence of a brand new life. It truly takes my breath away.
Potatoes and beans harvested from the garden...I always feel so, what's the word...so fancy... no, agrarian...oh, maybe artisinal is the word, cooking with ingredients from my garden.
Speaking of, I need to take a photo of the humongous bowl of onions and garlic we also harvested recently.
The corn might not be too far behind...I planted the mult-color variety so I'm extra excited to pull those ears!
A trailride at horse lessons this week...Beatrix leading her horse all alone without a lead rope, meandering around the property...She is so strong, capable and focused when she is on her good ole friend.
Truth: I'm sitting here with a very half swollen face.
My right eye is literally just a tiny sliver. I feel and look very awkward! I've been very tempted to post a selfie of my distorted face somewhere in social media land, but instead thought, "Nah, best to keep that to yourself." Hey, at least I am able to see the humor in it all! Here is what happend: Yesterday, I noticed a trail of fire ants climbing on the beehive so, I lazily/naively/rebelliously thought I could just lift the cover (without protection) and peak inside to see where the fireants were trailing to. Well, that attempt was a flop. One bee came right up to my face and stung me right under the eye. I left the hive frantically running for the house so that I could take the stinger out. 24 hours later, I am a swollen mess! And yes, I sometimes learn lessons the very hard way and no (mom), I won't do that again.
the flip side of this bee story is that earlier this week, I checked on the hive properly (in suit with smoker, etc) and these photos document what I found! I don't know much about bees, but the hive looks good, right? There are massive amounts of bees, capped brood, and a couple of frames that are just overflowing with honey. Some of the frames were so heavy with honey weighing, I don't know, 10 pounds or so. The frames were heavy enough that they were able to put a real strain on my (already sad) lower back.
Also, this week I made a couple of patchwork pillow covers using my Wee Wander fabric stash. The pillows will complement the quilt I've also sewn using the same fabric. All of which are for Bea's bed. Now, I need to find someone to do the actual quilting part of the blanket because there is no way my 50 year old, single stitch, too cute for her own good sewing machine can handle such an important task. I can't wait to complete this project. I'll be sure to take some pictures when I do!!!
And to top off this week, there was also time spent running through the backyard sprinker, lots of homemade popsicles eaten (yes, you can eat as many popsicles as you like, I tell her), late afternoons of audiobooks, and a couple of kiddo birthday parties.
As for the audiobooks, we listened to this one and this one. It was our first experience with the Magic School Bus series and I was quite pleased. The characters were depicted in a wholesome manner. The writing style was rich and intelligent, and the history lesson was an added bonus. Strawberry Hill, on the other hand, despite its good reviews, is not one I'll be letting Bea listen to again in the near future. There were too many themes she had not yet had experienced in real life and frankly, there is no need to rush her into the more nuanced scenarios of growing up. Not just yet.
Off I go. I've got a few more pillow covers to sew up for the porch glider. I'm also determined to begin this long overdo project. Maybe if I make Miss Maggie soon, I'll be able to justify buying more kits to make her friends, Miss Phyllis, Miss Juniper, and Miss Dandelion.