Memorial Day weekend

 Memorial Day weekend, the weekend we remember those who have fallen while serving in our military. It's also the unofficial start to the summer. 

This past weekend was a quiet one for us.  My son worked.  My husband worked today and I had the day off. 

Oh, but let me rewind a bit. 

Friday I worked ahead a bit on work stuff because I have appointments this week. Fun, fun. ... and after work my husband and I went out to the lake to fish again. We went out a few weekends ago and the water was too cold. 

Guess what? The water is probably still too cold.  My husband caught a small sunny and I caught a small Northern. I was not amused. 

 Friends know I'm not a fan of catching Northerns. This one lost my hook and then got stuck in my net. After that no other fish nibbled our hooks.

After this I saw a crane on the shore, among the dead trees in the water.  We had a bit of a stare down, waiting for the other to make a move.  I took a quick video but you can just barely make the crane out. It was a cool experience. 

It was a beautiful time on the water. 

We cut the trip short and went home. 

Saturday eventually turned into a nice day.  I say this because it was nippy as heck in the morning. 

I was out and about, futzing with things, taking care of the animals and working on tidying up the back yard.  There was still downed branches.  There will never *not* be downed branches. 

Feffer was enjoying the sun after letting me know he was ready for hutch cleaning. Which he got. 

He's such a sweet boy.  He has his moments, but he's such a good boy.  He's officially 7 years-old now.  His "gotcha" memory showed up in my Facebook memories recently.  He's had a good life.  He's had mates, roommates, the opportunity to be a free-range bun, a house bun and he seems to be happiest right where he is. He's super friendly in the morning and I give him all sorts of lovings.

Saturday involved some "homestead-ey" type things. This will be the subject of a blog post later this week. 

We went out for a bike ride Saturday, too.  After the bike ride I cleaned my husband's vehicle for an early Father's Day gift. He was extremely appreciative. 

Sunday there was more homestead-ey type of things and it wore me out.  I was still a bit tired from Saturday. We made a trek up to Sam's Club. Not very exciting. 

Today I was home by myself and thought "Oh, I can do this, and this, and this. ... Then reality set in and I said to myself "This day will go super fast and I should pick one thing." 

I was right, the day did go by fast.  Like, crazy fast. 

So what was the one thing? 

I did the second roto-tilling of the garden. 

While I was roto-tilling I had some time to think. I decided I *was* going to make a garden chat video, but it wasn't going to be the video I was thinking of doing a few weeks ago. This is the start of my garden for the 2025 year and I wanted a record of it. 

Here it is: 

Since I decided spur of the moment to make a video I didn't have a mic, my hair was a mess and I was slightly squinting in the sun.  (The glorious sun). Real life. And then this afternoon I was watching Sarah's most recent video and she was all "I didn't feel like combing my hair today." and I felt like I was watching one of my tribe.