I don’t know how long he had been floating but it was obvious, our beta fish had passed away. After I broke the news to my three girls, it was time to bury our beloved (often neglected) fish, Goldie.
As the mom of three young boys, I travel more than any mom wants to you. My typical destination list goes something like this: Chicago, St. Louis, Indy, San Diego, Orlando – all wonderful cities, but nothing like my current trip. This week, I have found myself on the Island of Oahu in Hawaii…and yes, this was for work!
Mrs. Claus is on the ball this year. Gifts for our three blue-eyed elves are wrapped and ready to go under the tree. I don’t know who is more excited for Christmas, me or the girls. I have never been this prepared and it’s difficult to manage the anticipation for Santa’s big day.
Can you imagine gardening in the 18th century? If not, I suggest you visit Colonial Williamsburg in Virginia. Historians have done a fantastic job re-creating early American gardens. Garden historians have used the writings of John Randolph who pinned, A Treatise on Gardening in 1793, as a guide to rebuilding the Williamsburg gardens.
As Thanksgiving approaches, images of Indians and Pilgrims frame our thoughts. When my pre-schooler came home with a Pilgrim hat and story, I was reminded of the significant role the Native American Indians played in the survival of the Pilgrims. We must give credit to the Indians for saving the lives of the Pilgrims, specifically Squanto.
The chrysanthemums are in full bloom and irresistible to a two-year-old. On more than one occasion, I have caught my toddler pulling the mum flowers off one-by-one.
Recently, I shared a video with you demonstrating how I took a soil sample from my garden. I brought my “bags of dirt” to our county extension office. Well, the suspense is over! I have the results.
Here’s to fall! I have had enough of this summer! How about you? Depending upon where you live, your garden season may not have been as dry and hot as ours.