(Editor’s Note: Italics are written by my dear sister, Grace.)
If you have never met me before, you’re about to. J
Last Friday the whole Fam went up to (play in the mud) tackle some jobs that needed to be finished at the property. We older ones were down in the garden site (because that was the place where the creek, and the MUD was) supposed to be working on the fencing around it most of the day, Momma Daddy and the little guys worked on mulching the blueberries in the orchard (I guess Momma didn’t want em dirty or something) and Nehemiah took himself a little nap in the shop (I mean, why did nobody want to get dirty except me?).
On a mission.
To find the best mud.
Our Kubota- kinda handy.
Muddy Tractor, sorry peoples this is all I have L
Noah explaining the procedure to our “ground staple team”. They then set off to start on the creek bed side of the garden.
Our dear brother trying to explain to us that we did NOT come here to play in the mud, tell blonde jokes, talk to each other in ubbie dubbie (sorry this will only make sense to people who use to watch zoom!) ,talk, laugh until you can’t laugh any more , or sing Dixie (or any other song) at the top of your lungs, until your throat hurts. But, to put these staple things in the ground. And us……….kinda listening.
Noah and I worked on stretching the fence and securing it with zip ties on the big hillside. We could hear them on the other side working and were hoping that the deer were somewhat intimidated by all the abnormal commotion (aka Singing heard a mile away, blonde jokes being yelled down the fence line to one another or mud fights) by our “ground stake team”. J
Oh my, I just looked at this caption and she took my thunder away L
Getting restocked.
That thing is so much fun to ride in!
Quite the stylish worker.
“Come on mates, doesn’t anyone know any other blonde jokes?”
Later in the afternoon Noah worked on the cattle panel gate (we don’t use that road very much, but didn’t want to to have to cut the fencing someday if we eventually needed access to that road).
Noah working on getting a fence strong enough to keep us the deer out.
Eman was my little helper in hand seeding all the garden beds in a cover crop of rye.
Not quite sure what to say here………………………….(oh, y’all, I love those dots they mean that so much more could be said that I’m not gonna say)………………………….:)
This is one of the beds Noah tilled. Looks really good. Some places are still a little muddy in the garden….
Not very muddy, I think I’ll move on to the next picture……………………….(see look there are the dots again)
….and I just happened to slip on the side of one of those beds when we were planting and fell right into the mud. LOL! I couldn’t catch myself since I had a handful of seed, nor get up. J Quite the sight I must say, but Manuel came and helped me up so I could finish planting. MUD….it’s just fun.
“Did you just eat a lemon?” Oh, and if you’re looking for some REALLY muddy pictures, “just keep lookin, just keep lookin, just keep lookin, lookin, lookin…
The ‘gate’ worked out pretty well.
“I think this will keep THEM out.”
Hopefully we can keep out the deer as well as we can keep out these…well I don’t know what to call them. LOL!
…And it did….sadly………
“I promise I won’t eat your lettuce!”
You got a pretty good caption so I wont try to top it …..Capital, capital!!!!
Problems….problems…..
Like that face buddy!
“Well, what can I do about it?”
Sorry…….Abbi’s outdoing me , totally.
“I dunno! But….”
See look, even Abbi does those dots!
“….I just thought I had problems until I met this girl.” J
Here are the muddy pictures I was promising you………………………..
“What’s wrong with me?”
“Yeah, what’s wrong with me,……….am I wearing my shirt with the tag in the front or something?”
“See, I’m perfectly NORMAL!”
I just LOVE being crazy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“Do you know these people?” J
“I’ll never be crazy again…………….but please don’t you just like me a little bit?”
“Ello Poppet”
Well, now that you like me again ………….. I’m gonna be craaaaaazzzzzzzzyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!
Tug-O-Stick.
What should I say……not too creative on this picture. Maybe I should say Bekah and Gibbie pulling on a stick and my hand in the corner of the picture……..If that’s not enough explaining, post a comment and tell me what is.
“Any sympathy here, people?”
“OK people, I’m like sinking to my death here, and by the way my boots have a leak in ‘em. Do you mind putting down the cameras for just a minute and helping me out, I mean ONLY if its not to much trouble.”
“This is a little more entertaining than when I come up to work by myself.”
Yeah, better than a movie………..kinda:)
Pretty sky.
Shall I elaborate (ooooohhhh, big word!)? Beautiful skies at dusk in the evening glistening off the pond, and”things” coming out of the woods covered in mud from head to toe singing, “Jesus loves me” at the top of there voice………………….no, just kidding we DID NOT do that …….. but it was fun to think up!
“Need some help?”
Yall, that’s posed and I don’t like that picture, thank you very much.
“Can’t stand ‘em when their dirty and nasty!” ~S&S
Oh my goodness, Grace, get over it…….. y’all if you don’t already know I had FUN playing in the mud I was not freaked out about getting dirty, as that picture might imply.
Dusk…….
Well, everyone have a blessed day!