Last week we had some crazy gorgeous weather here in Minnesota. I know around Minneapolis it was in the 80s, but here in on the lake it was a lovely 70 just about every day. I had worried until that point that all the nice weather was behind us and that I’d just have to get used to the mid-40s. Silly me. Doesn’t this happen every fall? I seem to doubt it until the warm weather blows through.
Ella & I spent lots of time outside walking, playing, raking, and gardening.
We’re getting ready to plant bulbs, something I’ve never done. Then again, I’ve never really had a place for them. Ella kept busy (meaning she wasn’t wandering away) by digging in the dirt with her spoon.
We were both happily digging when I glanced over at Ella. Her cheeks were full. Hmm. As soon as I asked her what she had in her mouth, she opened up and a clump of dirt came tumbling out. I take at least part of the blame for that one. After all, I did give her a spoon to use. What does she usually do with a spoon? Lesson learned.