Thursday, June 11, 2009

The Choke and Thrill of Living Things

Nearly two weeks have passed since this wee blog was updated. And I tell you what, day after day I've been thinking and runnin' around and doing other things and all the while in the back of my head rests this thought: I'm killin' the blog. I'm killin' the blog.


Oooh, news just in. Mrs. Olsen has been killing more than her blog lately.


As the elders quorum were unloading the moving van...







it's nearly enough to make one an armchair environmentalist...

i do declare: give me a Saturday without rain, a Mister of the House, and my rototiller and I shall make you proud.


but alas, there is hope for the overgrown garden....somewhere on the edge of Grandma and Grandpa's yard in the great state of I-dee-ho.


mi beating heart *adores* Rainbow Girl's upright posture with hands in the lap, Buddha Baby in 5th position, and Vanilla Wafer just being the stud in the suit with spider-fine shoes.

These things are growing like weeds, & I dare not pluck them.

12 comments:

Tara said...

Your kids are adorable! We have difficulty keeping up with our mere little bit o' earth. Good luck :)

Anonymous said...

I hear you with the weeding of gravel. Why?

We less than half the land you do, and I still have a hard time keeping up with it. You do what you can, right? And you're growing the most important things--

LGH said...

Amber, absolutely great post and fun, fun pictures. You convinced me with all your pictures and cool writing on them that I should use Picasa; so I'm giving it a try. IT is fun, indeed! So, thanks for that tip, and your always inspiring posts.

Anonymous said...

Loved the part about our beautiful grandchildren. That bench is a great prop.
Glad it's good for something.

Lee Family said...

Sarcasm masks my pain as well. Your backyard is beautiful and huge and peaceful and all it needs now is a trampoline. I am excited about your raspberry patch. We stopped at Whole Foods on the way to an Ortho dinner and I paid $6 for 12 ounces. It pained me - so then I turned to sarcasm. I'm so excited for my weeds to mix with yours - in 3 weeks now!

Tami said...

You have a beautiful yard - nice and spacious and I don't know how you ever even keep up with it. We can hardly do 1/4 acre so you are doing awesome! And if you EVER need help picking raspberries...my kiddos and I can help!

Patty said...

Amber,
You tickle me pink! What a wonderful mother and wife you are. Your home must be so much fun.....

jennaloha said...

That's a sweet little daughter there. I can tell she's a Junior Miss in training.

Mrs. Olsen said...

Jenna, you are not funny. Besides, by the time Rainbow Girl hits high school, Jr. Miss pageants will be so far in the politically uncorrect spectrum, I'm sure I'll have nothing to worry about.

And for my first time visitors / commenters Tara and Patty...welcome! I'm glad to have a link to your blog Tara (and Patty, please start one).

Did you all hear LGH? She loves Picasa! Try it now..it is so fun.

Ninny, our weeds will play and love each other very soon. Come play in my garden.

Candice said...

I loved your writing. You made me want lots of land...but not necessarily the tremendous upkeep. I do not know how my parents did 300 acres. We were not farmers. They just love land.

I love Picassa, especially their photo editing...but, I can never find my pictures after they have been edited. Are they online? Are they on my computer somewhere? Where are my pictures?

Allen Family said...

Agreed--needs a trampoline! We have about 1/8th the work you do and still can't overpower the weeds. Last time I attempted was Memorial Day--course that was one of the few days in 16 weeks that I actually felt good. And it seems that was one of the few days in the last month we've actually had sun. No more rain!

Ms. Fish said...

You are killin' ME, not your blog! You are killin' me with your humor. Love it. And killin' me with your view. Wow. You almost make me want to have the country livin' life. Spectacular photos.

Instead of trying to keep up your yard...how about this? Pretend you live in the English countryside. And you are just developing country english gardens. That is what your yard reminded me of. Just throw out a handful of wildlower seeds and then it will all look deliberate.