There Is No Place Like Home

Here it is almost the middle of June and I still have plants in the grow room!  Normally I have everything moved out by the first and today, I finally (despite the rainy weather) moved out the first few tomato plants.  I have cucumber plants that are huge with 5 inch cukes on them already still in their pots and the tomato plants have finally taken off in the last week to planting size. Everything started so slowly this year for some reason. I had planned to do all of this last week but you know how that goes...well, life happens and our plans don't always work out the way we think they will!

 Plants in the grow room ready for the greenhouse

Last week I spent with my 4 grandchildren while their mom had to be in the hospital.  All is well with Mom as of this writing, no worries in that regard.  I just have to say here that I know without a shadow of a doubt why we have our kids while we are young.  My mommy muscles are rusty and I don't translate toddler speak as well as I used to.  I also have to admit that being in town 4 days running was very draining as I am so used to my quiet, homestead existence.  I did get to enjoy my grandson's preschool graduation which was fun - complete with construction paper mortarboard hats with curly ribbon tassels.  I must add here though that I absolutely will not miss the sound of children's television programming - ever.

There is nothing like a stint in town to make me relish this place all the more.  I love walking out the front door and having the sheep calling out to me - baa baa (hey you - we wouldn't mind some more hay....) or just listening to the wind blow through the trees or the rain pounding on the metal roof and the clanging of my big wind chime on the upstairs porch as the thunder storms roll through.  Then of course there is the added pleasure of listening to my music while I work in the garden, extra loud due to the outdoor speakers that my kids got me for Christmas a few years ago.  A little Led Zeppelin, some Janis Joplin - summertime music.  The other benefit of living in the sticks.  As Dorothy learned - There is no place like home!!