On Saturday, the King and I were supposed to go boating (after the King helped out with a local motocross event). The day was sunny and bright, but slightly cool. Great boating weather.
Until I put on my swimsuit and started to pack our lunches. Then it looked like this.
Which is pretty, but didn't bode well for boating.
Shortly thereafter, the bottom fell out of the sky. The King came home soaked to the bone, and we all agreed that the outing was cancelled. The Queen loves the water, so this news was very sad. We tried to reschedule for the next day but the weather was uncooperative for a second time.
So we went grocery shopping and rented movies instead, which is a big Saturday night for us around here. On Sunday I drove to town to return them. I couldn't help but notice the beautiful moon. It was fascinating and tempting to look at the moon rather than the road, but the Queen likes the land of the living so I waited until I got home to snap some lovely pics.
The King suggested that perhaps the best photo opportunity might exist by the barn, so we hopped into the royal carriage and headed that way.
The royal barn looks creepy at night.
The neighbor wants to use it to hang his tobacco, so he bushhogged a trail around it. If I didn't know that we knew where we were going it would have been terrifying, but our land doesn't drop off anywhere and it was safe.
I feel like this is where the killer would hang his victim's corpses if this were a horror movie. Just behind that door...
When we got home I stepped onto the deck to get a photo of the moon through the trees because I also think that's pretty, if not a little blurred.
Today we hunted for rocks - a task that is pretty easy since the field is rife with them. The King on his 4-wheeler and the Queen on the riding mower with the cart behind. A friend of ours stopped us and said it should be the other way around and I told him the 4-wheeler was more manly.
He laughed.
The 4-wheeler is a bit small. But the 4-wheeler is fast and the mower is not, and therein lies part of the rationale. The other reason is that the Queen knows how to drive the mower.
So we amassed a large pile of rocks of all sizes. Not really sure what we plan to do with them, but at least they won't dull the mower blades, and that's really the point behind our hunt.
Today was also a monumental day because we acquired a tiller and a weight bench. One of the neighbors was getting rid of the weight bench at a yard sale. It was $75, marked down to $60 and we practically stole it for $40. Covered in pink fluorescent zebra fabric, it was hard to resist, so we gave in (it will be recovered with something more suited to the royal household). It will reside in the basement since we have no more room within the castle walls.
Mayor Tom traded us for his tiller, which is awesome. I love acquiring things and not spending money. And now we can do soooo many things... put in a flowerbed, put in a garden, find more rocks.
The tiller will also reside in the basement (but we won't reupholster it).
Tomorrow?
Who knows what tomorrow will bring. We're so unpredictable that you just never know... but I'm guessing there will be tilling involved
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