The days have been busy and lazy. Full of chores and playing with children. I’ve been getting around to things that I keep meaning to do. We got out the baby pool in the yard, set up the hammock, went on a walk and such.
Independence Day
Independence Day ended with a bang. Not just because of the fireworks. We were in the back of the truck and Henry fell and hit his head really good. Biggest goose egg I ever saw. Luckily he was okay and we didn’t have to add an emergency room visit onto a late night.

I also managed to hit a pole that day and dent our car. As holidays go, it wasn’t a great one.
Folding Arms

Henry is adorable. Lately he’s learned to fold his arms during prayers. Sometimes he will fold his arms all by himself and not necessarily during prayers. He’s folded his arms during scripture study, talks during church, Bible videos and Family Home Evening lessons. I think he recognizes the spirit and wants to be reverent, even at just 18 months old.
Weeds
- My favorite vegetable might be purslane, a commonly hated weed. I think most people think I am very weird because I keep recommending it to others. I have not had anyone try it that didn’t like it though.

- Peter picked Weeds of the West as his bedtime story. It is probably my most often recommended book to others. Including six year old boys.
- We had Kids club at the garden. When we needed something to do, I took them on a little nature walk…across the parking lot to look at a large, yellow patch of dodder. Because who wouldn’t want to look at a parasitic plant?

Flower Garden
The garden is starting to take form.

Year two of planting my mounds. Plants were beaten back by hail, but have since recovered. They’ve doubled in size since this picture, taken about a week ago.
In my front garden, I did hardly anything this year. Perennials I have planted for the last couple of years along with reseeding herbs and annuals have filled in. The fennel has taken over. I’ve got agastache, chamomile, yarrow, calamintha, thyme, columbine, and butterfly weed that are all doing well. All of my perennials are small-flowered and subtle, but many are fragrant and tough.


The food forest is doing okay. I had one bare root tree that never broke dormancy. Several other plants are not doing so well and have died back. Part of that was user error (like hacking off a grape by accident), but I also think the salts in my soil are a bit high. I’ve been using chicken manure in the garden (as both part of mulch and this area was a chicken run for awhile). I think that has increased the salt level, and wasn’t a good fit for the sensitivity of first-year bare root plants. If I do it in the future, I’ll clean out more of the manure before planting. Right now our flood irrigation seems to be helping flush everything out.

It’s one problem with permaculture techniques based on wetter climates: they have more water that both decomposes faster and flushes salts out. In the dry and cold climate I live in, many systems have to run a lot slower to be effective. I’ve noticed sheet mulching, hugelkultur take longer to break down, and now that salts in compost and mulch can stick around and must be used judiciously.
I still have a tremendous amount of work to do. And that’s just okay. I think I would be sad if I didn’t have years of projects to still experiment with.

I think this is a purple carrot gone to seed.
Summer

We went to a splash pad. Bringing the bucket and water guns was a good idea.

The boys, watching a parade. I’ve decided I don’t usually like parades. I’m hoping this is the only one we go to. It was blissfully short. 
I went to a great-great-grandparent family reunion. We skipped the family history part of it all and went and played in this lovely swimming hole on the cattle ranch we were at.
Enjoyment
Bubbles

Water, dish soap and a straw. With a bit of food coloring for fun.
Camping







We went camping above Honeyville in a remote, sunny spot. It was beautiful. The kids, Henry especially, were confused about how to sleep when we were having so much fun. But eventually everyone did sleep.
(Thanks to Joe for being the photographer on this trip!)
Tree Climbing
