| A couple of photos and 30 years of Lance |
Watermelon is one of his favourite things
Being silly is one of her favourite things.
Last night I threw a birthday party for Lance. He is 30! His birthday was August 7th - that was the day we were on our second day of traveling home from BC. When we arrived home his family had a birthday supper ready. I really wanted to have a friends party too and finally it worked out now that everyone was in town. We had a good time. Lance said it was one of the best birthday parties he's ever had. I guess it was a success. The photos are still on the camera so there's no evidence.
I better get his posted before the kids get too antsy.
aimee |
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| When it's been so long... |
I hardly know where to start.
How about with my most recent adventure.
On Saturday I was taking the kids - who were anti napping - on a walk so they could get some sleep and I could get some sanity. We'd been walking for awhile and were heading towards the lake - to extend the walk, since they were now both sleeping.
When all of a sudden out of the corner of my eye I see some frantic flapping. There was a robin, stuck in someone's garden netting (for growing sweet peas on). I stopped to assess the situation - my rescuers heart (you could call it a saviour complex) being drawn to the scene.
But I kept walking.
Realistically I knew the bird would die, it's leg was probably broken. And what was I going to do - just barge into someone's garden?
Then I turned around.
I realized that I would need a scissor to cut the bird free so I went to the front door of the house and rang the bell ready to announce,
"There is a robin stuck in the netting in your garden. I'd be willing to free it. Do you have a scissor I could use?"
But there was no answer. There was nothing left to do but walk the couple blocks home... to get my own scissors and gloves.
Lance was just pulling into the driveway when I got home. I invited him to join me on my rescuing adventure - he emphatically declined. So the kids (still sleeping) and I headed back. The robin was still. Taking a break from panicked flapping.
Luckily there was no fence around this yard so my entry was simple -- I did feel pretty conspicuous, heading into someonelse's garden wearing gardening gloves and carrying a garden scissors.
I held the wide-eyed frightened little bird and began methodically snipping the net till the bird was free of it. Then I had to remove the pieces that had wound themselves tightly around the bird's foot and leg. It wasn't a pretty sight. And I was nervous too. Have you ever seen how sharp a robin's beak is? I had no idea. The gloves were a good idea and definitely gave me confidence. When I was sure there was no string left I let the bird go. He flew off, his right leg dangling limp. I don't think he'll last very long.
I was trembling with adrenalin after the little rescue. I'm glad I did it. No pictures though, since time was of the essence.
Garden update: Most of the sunflowers in the deck bed have been pulled since they were past their prime. In the back garden my cosmos are growing great, I just harvested my beans, my carrots are doing well, I've got cucumbers on the way and a million green tomatoes -- we'll see if they ripen.
Okay, that's all for now.
hope you're well.
aimee |
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