'Twas Just a Garden in the Rain'

Rained out - or rained in - depends on how you look at it.

The chickens aren't happy.

The ducks are.

One bird's trash is another bird's treasure, so ya can say.

Rained out of laundry -

rained out of gardening -

rained out of hive inspections...

It's all good.  I tackled a desk full of papers and things that have been waiting for attention.

A rogue $90 bill for a recent pap smear that they insisted I owed.

The rain finally gave me a chance to call the insurance company.

I was right, I didn't owe it!

I also took some pictures.

It felt good - I've taken my camera out in the yard in quite a while.

What looks like a hot mess in 'real life' can be transformed with a little editing magic to look quite enchanting.

Why it almost looks like all the weeds in the bricks just belong there, doesn't it?

After Aaron worked his editing magic on this one - I exclaimed 'Oh I just want to live there!' - and then I realized - I did.

:-)

You have to be careful when you read some blogs.

Sometimes, everything can just be a bit too perfect, and it ya ain't careful - you compare the parts of your mundane life to the highlight shots of other people's blogs.

And you start to feel like you are missing something,

or that the grass is really greener on the other side.

Hopefully you don't feel that way here - cause I've got bucket loads of mundane going on.

There's a river running through my basement as I type this.

There's no shirtless Brad Pitt here cleaning it up either.

Right beyond this lovely shot of the roses climbing up the sculpture is a lovely sculpture that I didn't photograph.

Scaffolding.

Erected to fix the roof.

Mmmhmmm....

There's a 16 year old punk that won't work on his math.

I can assure you, it's the most ordinary of days here.

And I'm extraordinarily grateful for it.

Life.

It's going on right now in all of it's mundane glory, all of it's 'Johnny has a fever' and the toilet is clogged.

The basement's wet and I'm still in my pajamas at 3:42pm.

It's Monday.

It's raining.

It's life.

Mundane?

I say it's glorious.

I love it.

As soon as I post this, I'm going to clean the meat off of a turkey carcass and make soup.

Riveting isn't it?