After a busy weekend I was ready for a slowed done Monday with an early night. My day started out slow and then mom wanted me to stop by after picking up Drew after school and get some more hosta. Which was fine except I had already planned to stop at the new greenhouse and pick up some flowers and then Drew and I were going to spend the evening planting flowers. It’s supposed to rain the rest of the week so I wanted to get as much planted as I could. We made a quick trip to the greenhouse then out to Mom’s. While there Joe called and said he wanted to take a load of “junk” to Dad and Mom’s. Which meant no planting flowers. Drew and I ran home, pulled out leftovers again for a quick supper then off to Dad and Mom’s. But I never say no to a trip to the timber. The grass is green and the blue bells are just starting to bloom. It’s my happy place – during the winter when we are chopping wood, in the spring to pick the blue bells, during the summer for bonfires and weiner roasts or in the fall when the leaves are falling and more bonfires. It’s my favorite place to be!
