It was hot. Again. And it didn't rain. Again.
I decided to break out the sprinkler and water the gardens. For the first time since, well, last summer probably. My largest garden is the one we fenced in last year. The space is shared between blueberry & raspberry bushes from the last owner, vegetables and flowers. I haven't done as much out here as I'd like, but I'm making slow (very slow) progress in the right direction.
For instance, this year I planted a few seeds. And look, a poppy! It may be one, single, tiny poppy, but it's still a poppy I grew from seed :-). Also growing over in that area of the garden are pink cleome and some lovely yellow daisy like flowers whose name escapes me. Shameful, I know, for the daughter of Mrs. Blossom.
Naturally, the biggest plant in the whole garden is the one I didn't even plant. It grew all on it's own out of the barrel of compost that I dumped out there last fall. Say hello to Mr. Giant Zucchini.
After watering, I spent the rest of the day doing indoor tasks and driving carpool for camp. By late afternoon I was getting hot. And cranky. Just after 5:30 I managed to get all 3 kids in the car and headed to the beach. Cuyler was the only one who actually wanted to go. Again, beach=torture?? I don't think so. We headed to one of the town beaches (since my minivan can't go on the drive- on beach...). The tide was coming in and there was some good surf. And guess what? We stayed for almost 2 hours and had a great time. Even Mommy spent close to an hour in the water (fewer greenhead flies out there). We body surfed, bobbed in the waves and got caught in the "tumble zone"--our name for where the incoming waves and outgoing undertow meet.
We had fun on the sand too. Will's first task was to build a chair out of sand. When he lounged on it he stared up at the bluest part of the sky and told me it was 'so relaxing'. Cuyler took over an existing giant sand trench and declared it his 'hole of relaxation'. The boys carried giant rocks across the sand and built an elaborate defense system in an effort the hold back the incoming tide.