February 2023

 

This afternoon, I was outside in the drizzle planting things in dirt when my neighbor stopped by, and we chatted for a couple of hours, and then it rained hard and was suppertime, and now it's dark and bedtime, and after glancing over February's scanty pictures, I decided that now is the ideal time to post them. I've pretty much become the blogging equivalent of a Ford assembly line. (Don't worry. My new camera arrived this week, and it is most definitely not from a seedy pawn shop. Once I catch up with all my tasks, maybe I'll start taking pictures again!)

I remember very little of February save mulitple weekend guests, birthday parties, and tapping trees. The snapshots I found on the cameras back up my memory, so I truly think that's all that occurred!  Well, because I took a picture of it, I also now remember coming downstairs to the living room to find Ezekiel attempting to melt a chocolate chip using a magnifying glass. I don't have the patience to figure out whose cameras I stole these snapshots from, and, therefore, who took the pictures. My telling you that I took very few of them will have to suffice. 

p.s. Rebecca, I took the top two pictures with the camera you let me test out. It's a good'un!