Today we headed out for a bit more yardwork. One portion of our fence had become so overgrown with weeds and vines that it was basically invisible.



In the process of clearing everything away, we found the wreath of artificial flowers L created a couple of years ago when we made our bamboo fortress. It was an unexpected flash of bright color in an overwhelmingly monochromatic (green being the color) morning.

Once we were done, we were shocked at the difference. We’d really let things get out of hand.

Once the girls were back, E was eager to spend some time with K. Boys’ weekends are fun, but the reunion afterward is better. Especially when it involves building a couch fort.
