
Nothing in the world matches seeing the grandsons riding in the back of Granddads truck - nothing!
They are in their element - with their parents - on the ranch - "blissin' out" with three dogs and two chickens - and food galore! Woohoooo!
There was a visit to the fishing hole - with some limited success (it was midday and the fish have an aversion to the hot sun). We gathered for a hasty family meal up under the pergola. Hasty is probably not the right word - as we are juggling two boys under 6 years old and a 3 month old granddaughter, sitting down and eating is a circus act with all the music and antics that are appropriate. And a lot of love and pictures thrown in.
After visiting the garden, (with windows open and no seat belts - big treat!) picking some fresh lettuce to take home and a "first pick" green onion, and checking out the peach trees, the grapes and various other garden produce (and picking and eating some fresh red strawberries), we headed back to the campfire to roast marshmallows.
This is a must when they visit the ranch. It can be the middle of the day, 80 degrees, but there must be a campfire and the proper sticks and marshmallows. We are serious here, folks. These are childhood memories happening!
Anyway, we come away exhausted and blissfully happy - they have departed happy -a two hour nap and we are sipping wine and watching the sunset and sooooo grateful to God to have this experience. Truly blessed and humble, we are signing off for the night.
PS. This week might (and I emphasize "might") be eventful. The geologist has promised to do the soil analysis on Tuesday or Wednesday. And the builder says foundation on the week of the fifth of May. (I am printing "May" and trying not to scream out loud) Patience, patience, patience. The cowboy church is working wonders.
Love to all - Vaya con Dios!