Friday, June 15, 2012

What I'm Digging

Happy Friday, friends! Huxley's follow-up visit yesterday revealed that his wound is healing up swimmingly. The doctor said that, in time, it should heal over completely, permitted we keep it out of sunlight for the next 6 months. So, it'll be a summer of hats, sunscreen and bandages for the tiny Englishman!

Here's a smattering of this's and that's that caught my attention this week:
*I love a good shortbread and this one promises to deliver.  
*Get high-on dirt!
*Locally grown (from heirloom, non-GMO corn!) & distilled moonshine.
*The 7 habits of highly happy people sound good to me!
*Ten backyard camp out activities for the littles.
*Organic management for 10 common garden pests.
*It's campfire cooking time!
*Canning tricks and tips for doing your jars up nice and proper.
*Alys Fowler epitomizes my particular variety of garden fashion (plus, she knows tons about how best to toil the soil-via Bell and Star).

We've got a fun weekend planned. Our beloved friends Jen, Jon and their daughter Awynn (aka "Sweet P" or just "P") are in town. They bought a yome and are putting it up this weekend down in the smaller of our two lower fields. It's their little "yome away from home", as they live in Atlanta where they both teach art at private schools.

Sunday, for Father's Day, we're making our annual pilgrimage to Mountain Farm's Lavender Festival. I LOVE that event, with its stunning mountain-top and waterfall views, baby goats, lavender-infused foods, and general pervasive fragrant goodness. To all you fathers out there, here's wishing you a wonderful day, filled with love, from your nearest and dearest. Thank you for all you do.

Wherever you go this weekend, whatever you do, and whomever you do it with, may it be grand!


Bell and Star said...

Sounds like a lovely weekend and thanks for visiting my blog!

Peggy said...

My daughter had a large gash on her forhead when she was small and we used bandanas all summer long to keep it covered

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Meryl said...

Our little man has a dog bite scar above his left eyebrow from last Thanksgiving. Already, if you don't know its there, it's hard to even see it. (Besides, tell Huxley that chicks dig scars!)