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A walk around our seven acres

This morning I took a long stroll around our seven acres for my own satisfaction. After a crazy weekend of unexpected business I couldn't pass up the late cool moring given to me.  Zerrick very responsibly went down to his Math and Keagan found a book to finish and the other two found the swing and hammock.  And I spent an uninterupted half hour.  Maybe this estate seems messy and overgrown to some people but to me it feels safe and a sweet haven.  And it is messy that's true.  But life is messy when there is so much life to live.  
I started out at the front of the house.  Because that is where we had our coffe this morning, me and the kids. 
There is a trail back to this little dark burrow.  Animals have the best places.  And I felt very beatrix potter finding this spot. 

 
Another little spot for fairy's and littles and creatures. 
My row of zinias and Cosmos turned into mostly a bed of weeds and cosmos.  I'm embracing the green. 
Curious nasty little goats.  They intently watched me come through the brambles and past their pen.  And then they softley baaed a greating.  For real.  Goats are funny. 
The boys have a well worn trail going through the back of the seven acres. 
This color is called Joy. 
I found a  whole tee shirt sack full of eggs.  Some of them from a hidden nest.  I heard loud protests from that steal. 
It they'd all just lay them where they belong. 
I have tomoatoes .  A lot of tomatoes.  A jungle of tomao plants.  I'll show you.....
More.  
The jungle is just on the other side of the sweet corn. 
More well worn trail. 
Old ford stuck in the weeds.  


Matt and the boys are working on a fence....slow but sure progress....
What a good life they live. 
A low growing carpet of weeds in the  woods. 
and here's the jungle I was talking of ....
Proud rooster....
Misc day lillies popped up unexpectedly and I kind of like them.
Happy  color. 
grumpy little hen kindly giving me eggs every day. 
My strawberry plants have been blooming all summer.... am I suppose to be doing something to make them grow and spread?
Popcorn.  Keagan and Mathias' pride and joy.  
We have pepper plants and peppers.  And body need any? 
Life of a mom of boys! 
Over grown messy pot of plants that make me happy. 
My joy color again.  

Comments

Luci Miller said…
I love these pictures of common everyday, beautiful things. I can see why you love your seven acres!
August 15, 2016 9:13 PM
Shilah Writes said…
So much richness! Blessings for your week of preparation for travel.
August 16, 2016 10:37 AM
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