Sunday, April 28, 2013

Tired.

 What a great weekend!  I finally finished my little greenhouse.  My youngest son and I tried to put it up a few weekends ago and it blew down.  We worked on it yesterday, putting up the braces and it is a heck of a lot sturdier. Sometime this week, I am going to build wooden shelves to act as more of a brace but also to provide someplace to set my plants.

This morning my middle daughter and I went on a beautiful hike.  It was a hike that we tried to do in February but the roads in were icey and snow-covered due to no winter maintenance.  It was a great hike although we didn't hike nearly as far as we wanted because we had stuff at home we needed to get done.

I love hiking.  I especially like hiking when you find remnants of long-ago places out in the middle of the woods.  It's a lot of fun thinking about the men who had blazed the CCC sites over 80 years ago.  It is amazing how many of the structures are still standing and how even the ruins can tell a story.

My daughter and I talk a lot during our hikes.  It was a little sad today though because she was talking about plans. There are a couple of races she wants to do including a bike race in Canada.  Before she would always talk about what we are going to do, our plans.  But today, she talked about what she was going to do.  I'm glad that she feels confident in that she doesn't need to have a friend to give her the courage to do new and exciting things, but it is bittersweet when it is strikingly clear that those new and exciting things will not include me.  But there are plenty of things that we can do together now and in the future.  And hiking is one of those things.  It allows us to talk and laugh about things we normally wouldn't talk or laugh about.  Hiking has allowed me a glimpse into who that wonderful, beautiful creature really is.


2 comments:

Thistle Cove Farm said...

well done on the greenhouse; some non GMO food in your future...just be sure of your seeds...non GMO there as well. -smile-

Linda said...

You know, all their lives, you teach them to be independent; and then, just when you REALLY enjoy their company and having them around, they start BEING independent!

You did good mom. She's not afraid of striking out on her own. I wish I had felt that comfortable in my own skin when I was her age. I'm just now getting to that point, and I'm 66. 8-)