Weaving flax. She said it would take all day to weave a tennis ball size ball of yarn. She must not get the Michaels 40% coupons in the sunday paper.
That poor over-touched chick.
The chicken whisperer.
Our 2010 Christmas Card photo.
Just like a man.
Yes- that is a real hot air balloon. Hang on Sammy!
Axe throwing......an acceptable game?
After our trip on Saturday, I just keep trying to imagine myself living in these times.
It seems so perfect.
But then I try to imagine sending my children out to the boiling pot of wax to make our families candles or having them check our food, which is cooking in a stove that is like 500 degrees.
Or hearing them say 'we're going out to play the axe throwing game' and not having a stroke.
My children are not responsible enough to be pioneers.
And based on my sorry little garden this year, neither am I.
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