This is it.
This is the extent of our grandiose garden dreams.
The Girl was assigned a plant research project earlier this spring. Her heart was set on our beloved Texas state flower.
A pot was decorated.
A hole made.
Seeds dropped in...
Over 70% of all bluebonnets grown in pots fail to bloom.
Ours were part of that 70%.
Terrible odds were against us. The fact that The Boy took it upon himself to create a bluebonnet dirt volcano didn't help, either.
Maybe we will have better luck next season.
I still have grandiose garden dreams.
But it's really a blessing that they fell through this year.
We had maybe five rain showers all summer long and a seemingly endless run of 100* days. I fear that watering our crops would have landed us in the poor house.
Our plans for raised beds full of fresh cucumbers, squash, chard, okra, peas, and zucchini will continue to take shape through the cooler months ahead.
Meanwhile, I've yet to give up on fall tomatoes and herbs.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
This is it.
Friday, August 12, 2011
If your tooth is really, really, really loose and your mom, dad, and brother all tell you to "please pull that darn thing"...you should pull it.
Otherwise, you will be eating a pretzel and not realize it has fallen out.
And then you will swallow it.
You will be very upset.
But your mom will assure you that the Tooth Fairy will still visit as long as you leave a note:
I lost my tooth.
I swallowed it.
There is a big hole.
Please still visit me.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Ten pictures taken over ten hours.
Thankful for caffeine.
Look out, greys.
Reality check. Blah.
Fake BBQ. Meh.
Real popsicle. Much better.
Over my shoulder.
A handful of images captured throughout the day...
Anyone got a Kleenex?
(photo courtesy of The Girl)
Singing the beginning of school blues.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Monday, August 1, 2011
How has July already passed?
It was a month of little moments...
Red, white, and blue.
Deep thoughts on a bottle cap.
Salt and pepper.
Summer concert series.
Late night company.
My summer is quickly fading away.
I welcome August and its little moments.
I just hope they slow down and last a bit longer.