I’ll have to say a few words I can’t go wordless.
I wanted to share some pictures of what’s been going on around here at my house. I’ve said before we call it “The Compound” because my brother and his family lives across the street and my parents live next door to me.
Now that Mom can’t cook anymore, my brother and I usually take turns cooking meals, but we usually all gather at my house to eat. This time Jonathan came with his family for a visit and it was sure good to see them. They are doing so good and we are so proud of them.
Here is a four generation picture of my Dad, Jonathan my nephew, John my brother, and Skylar my great-nephew.
What dinner time looks like around here these days:
The men gather together and the girls get together. We don’t do this on purpose it just seems to happen this way.
Since this past weekend was mother’s day, we went in with John and Addie and got my Mom a bird house. She loves them.
She was totally surprised.
Myself, with my Mom and my brother John on Mother’s Day.
Knucklehead had a kickball tournament on Saturday. They didn’t win, but it was fun anyway.
All the really fun things are over with and now there’s work ahead, because when its summer around here, it’s work, work, work.
Got the pool opened. Still a little cool to get in, but it won’t be long.
My roses are growing and blooming.
And so our my chickens. Did I show you my new coop we spent several weekends working on? It houses my new babies.
John and Justin got the garden’s planted. Notice the chickens? Anywhere there is fresh turned up dirt, the chickens are right there looking for worms and bugs.
Now that the coop is done, we are working on adding an outdoor area for the chickens, once they get a little bit bigger, they will free range with the others.
I took this picture of Justin and he was like, “Momma, get that camera outta my face!”
But then he was like, “Hold up, let me rock this out.”
Michael played with the chickens while the work was going on.
I love this picture of Brownie.
And this sucker bit the dust, and will no longer be chasing my chickens. He’s now a warning to his partners in crime.
That pretty much wraps up a weekend around the compound, in a not so Wordless Wednesday, but I couldn’t help myself.