So my little lady and I head out to the garden with the camera, of course, and I grab my gloves and start checking the barrels. Lots of green strawberries. This is good. We will need to put some netting over them this week if we plan to actually eat them when they ripen. Check.
Time to look under the first cloche. Nice growth. Oooh it has been awhile. Look at that lettuce tree. Hmmm. I guess we are having a large salad tonight.
Second cloche. Growth is happening here. Phew! We have spinach, of course. I am taking mental notes for the upcoming week's menu.
Then I hear giggles. I get distracted. I look. The gloves are removed. Now I am giggling; she is a cute one.
Next thing I know I am on the ground looking at things from her perspective and there is drool running down my cheek. It is not my own.
We are rolling around on her baby quilt and she is "talking" to me. Then I send a rapid fire of kisses on to her squishy little cheeks and she smiles. So, I HAVE to do it again. 20 minutes passes and then 45. Sorry garden. I have a little sack of sugar to enjoy.
Yes, I love my garden and these days it isn't as marvelous as it could be. I get distracted, quite easily to be honest. I get distracted by flower trails and giggles, drool and new perspectives, and important little milestones that dart in front of me without warning.
Someday Garden, I promise to focus on you. Right now, I need to focus on my distractions.
OK, Kate is such an adorable gardening distraction. So cute.
ReplyDeleteGarden? What garden? All I see is Adorable in pink!
ReplyDeleteAnd to think I disliked this lovely hue, once upon a time.
ReplyDeleteRe-posted this post today for a friend. Enjoy those kiddos; the garden can wait.
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