Pit grass growing

A sunny Sunday brought the usual routine—coffee in bed. But today, S was running late and headed off to church without breakfast, just as I was starting Roo duties. Once he pulled out, I harvested a big mound of radishes and cleaned them up, then shifted into marketing and tutorial work mode, iced coffee in hand.

Deep in bubble reflection

And don't be alarmed about the bandaids - she just likes to wear them. I asked :)

S returned before noon with a few treasures: a sewing table and a tea cart someone had posted for free, plus a jug of milk—which he goes through in no time.

I made myself a spinach salad and prepped a jumbo plate of salad for him, then got back to work on the antique dining table, alternating between power and hand sanding then wiping down with mineral spirits.

After his reset in Big Brown, S headed out for a gopher tour, bagging three, and hauled the quad wagon down to the pit.

Can you find the gun slinging gopher sniper?

Awe XOXOXO my heart

I totally forgot this dancing baby video from Friday's post but you can now see it here and there since so cute!

Around 3, S headed over to a friend’s place to check out his magpie trap, taking out a couple more gophers along the way. B arrived a bit later, and she and I saddled up for a lovely ride—it was another absolutely beautiful day.

S got home just after 5, right as B was finishing up feeding and I was deep into weeding. They took a look at her car tires and might have come up with a new plan. She and Cooper set off for home shortly after, while I popped a pork roast into the Instant Pot. I also ordered more food for Harley to last another couple of weeks.

S set up the new magpie trap, then did another gopher loop in the Ranger, switching between watching baseball and rodeo on TV.

Meanwhile, I had another Etsy sale come through—this one for a rustic chalkboard. Since it's an odd shape, I had to build a custom box for it. After finally getting it all packed up... my printer decided to stop cooperating. Several printer head cleanings later, still nothing. Fingers crossed that Canada Post can print the label for me tomorrow.

We had a late supper just after 7, then I took Harley and Stella for a walk. The evening was absolutely perfect—no bugs, golden sunlight spilling over everything, and the landscape lush and green. I wandered down to check on the new grass coming up in the pit and crossed paths with S on another gopher loop as we headed back.

There was no way I was going inside with a night like that, so I tackled a task I’ve been putting off: trimming the spent lilac pods. I managed to fill an entire wheelbarrow and still didn’t get halfway through. Meanwhile, S was tending to a smoky campfire after welding a crack in the hitch mover.

I moved on to garden weeding with Stella as my little sidekick. She’s really coming out of her shell lately—seeking out pets and enjoying human company more and more. This kind of weather makes even the most mundane chores feel almost enjoyable.

Instead of sitting by the smoky fire, I opted for a soak in the hot tub to catch the tail end of the sunset. S joined me about 10 minutes later to rinse off the campfire smoke. I finished off the day with a quick shower and some quiet time in bed catching up on the blog from my iPad before reading. Heh, did you see our Montreal blog post I published last night?