You Don't See That Every Day

It has begun. The first day of weeding the garbanzo beans out at Grandpa's farm. While the older two kids finish up the school year this week, the younger 3 and I headed out to the farm for our first weeding. This is the second summer that Grandpa has planted g.beans for us to weed, harvest and then get paid for when they sell. Thankfully he and a cohort take care of the selling/marketing part of it! We just get to do the grunt work. It was a gorgeous morning out there, and we managed to get 6 rows down - of course Grandpa helped us get that far. The rows are about 300 feet long or so. I was a little concerned about how my tired legs would do - but they are so much better today! I don't feel like I am a little old lady anymore. Just a sore 40+ year old. And it was hand weeding today - so my legs got a rest ... my knees however ... no so much.

We went to weed again. The farm is bursting forth with a plethora of little shoots of vegetables. And Weeds. So many weeds. Today I worked on the carrots. The row goes on forever, and a half. My dad surprised the girls with this tent. There had been a 'threat' of rain here in our valley, which never materialized. So dad set up this tent for the littler girls to have a place to hang out. And in case of sunshine, a place to play and watch the Little K so I can actually do some work. (side note: this tent is very, very old. My dad thinks it is the tent my grandparents stayed in while they waited for their house ... back in 1924!!! I can't imagine living in this for 3 months!) The tent worked out perfectly. The girls spent a long time sweeping it out and cleaning it up. And then they played with K in it for hours. Of course there were plenty of bathroom 'breaks' and question-to-ask-Mom breaks. But overall it was a success. I took this shot of Grandpa and little...