Rain has kept us mostly inside today. So far it's a gentle Spring rain, the kind that doesn't cause landscape erosion or flood basements. We are finding our own fun today.
I've been transferring my herbs into larger pots. I'm growing Basil, Cilantro, Chives, Flat Leaf Parsley, Oregano, and Thyme. This year I started them all from seed, which I've never done before with herbs. Only tomatoes. So far, so good. But what I always forget is that as my seedlings are ready for bigger pots, I begin to run out of tray space for them. Our front porch window sills accommodate four ten inch by two feet or so of rectangular trays, but after that I'm negotiating with Brian's bike gear for additional real estate.
The kids and their grandma have been watching It's the Easter Beagle, Charlie Brown, playing old favorites on the Wii, and now it's time for UNO Attack! All the while, Grandma regales them with stories from their childhood, and stories about their their cousins down in Austin or their late Grandpa and all the ridiculous situations that have occurred over the years, each story growing in hilarity with the retelling.
Grandma is the best story teller, too. She knows just which stories are right for every situation, and which parts to highlight. The gut-splitting laughter is so welcome for all of them. For me, too.
Togetherness, again! After fifteen months.