It feels like we had to drive all the way down to Florida just to enjoy a bit of sun. We sure have not seen much of its shiny face between the trip back in April and now. An old Vermontism: "Hope it don't hurt the rhubarb." Let me tell ya, my rhubarb has turned into a mutant monster plant. I'm afraid to go near it.
My son and I are off to visit my daughter and the grand children. We are attempting to pull off a fast one by bringing Kristen back for a little-brother-less week with Grandma. He will get his turn when she goes to day camp. We have a shopping trip planned--that's her birthday present--and I have sewing and craft projects lined up. We'll see how this experiment goes.