Not that it really matters at this point but I don’t want anyone to get the wrong impression about our time in Texas. I did like it there and we had such big plans but for so many reasons, those plans became too much work and the results weren’t what we wanted – bugs, lack of rain, heat, hail . . trying to grow veggies and fruit there was just almost impossible. Then, with Addie getting older, I wanted to spend more time with her. With us getting older, I felt like we needed to be closer to Chad and Nicole. So . . it was a combination of reasons that we gave up on our efforts in Texas.
There, we never put much effort into having friends. Vince worked most of the years we were there and we had a million things to be done after he got home from work.
Here, it’s so different. We’re doing a lot (Vince more than myself) but it seems more like fun work and not survival type work.
Last night we had just finished eating a bit of watermelon, sat down in the living room and I hadn’t even started cross stitching yet. The doorbell rang. It was my friend’s husband bringing us asparagus from his garden. I had taken them sourdough English Muffins last week. He makes sourdough pancakes but he wants some of my sourdough starter because he liked the flavor. I told him I’d feed mine tomorrow and bring him some.
The neighbor’s little boy wanted to stay out with me today and “watch me plant”. If I had to guess, he was thinking more about my freeze dried strawberries that he loves and probably figured as soon as his mom went inside, he’d ask for some. She told him no . . he had to go back to the house with her.
Do you get tired of me saying “I love it here?” Good . . because I do love it here!