One Year

A year ago today, we kissed and hugged my parents good-bye, got in our cars, and began the drive up to the Pacific Northwest.

Since last night's torrential downpour turned into a lovely partly-cloudy day, we celebrated this anniversary by doing yardwork.  Wonderful Husband got out the bush trimmer and worked at getting the briars by the driveway down to a manageable height, then hammered the fruit tree fertilizer spikes into the ground around the second apple tree.  Only the quince left to go!

I helped with getting all the briars to fit in the (now very full) yard waste bin, which fortunately gets picked up tomorrow.  And I finally got the rhubarb crowns planted and mulched along the back deck!

After lunch, we took the boys, some bubble wands, and last year's Paw Patrol kite to the Purdy Sand Spit.  It ended up being too blustery for the bubbles, but the three of them had great fun with the kite:

There were a couple other families there, but we had no problem in keeping distant from one another.  Plenty of room for all.