Mary tells me that they don’t do weiner roasts at home. As she puts it: “The young ones may, be we don’t”. So, we just had to get her on the weiner roast bandwagon.
I know she may not look like it, but she really is enjoying the experience of cooking her lunch on a stick over the fire. Really! 😉 BTW, that’s our couch swing fallen down in the bankground. Why is it tipped over? We had to save it from being burned up when Adrian had the bright idea of throwing our old Christmas tree on the fire! Men!!
After filling her up on that gourmet meal we put her to work. She just wanted to relax with her feet up, but I said, “uh uh, I-don’t-think-so, missy. I’m pruning trees so you have to cut up the branches and stand by a smoking fire for three hours while you burn ’em up.” He he he. I’m kidding, of course.
She had to prune the trees, too.
I’m joking! I didn’t MAKE her do anything. In fact, I was telling her to quit it and sit down already, but this lady (at 74!) is a machine. She loves this kind of work, she said.
After I pruned the trees (and Mary burned the branches) the kids invited us to their new house under the tree for a “spot of t” – ya like that Joy? 🙂
Weight Watchers was out the window during the visit (and, truthfully, hasn’t made it back in yet). We bought a GORGEOUS multi-berry pie at our local butcher shop. You buy it frozen, defrost it, and then bake it for an hour. It was soooo good.
Mary working…again! Our couch is a hand-me-down and is so low on the list of priorities to replace. So she’s sewing up a hole that’s been there for-eva.
We took her to one of our favourite places to go for a walk – the nearby nature sanctuary (which I’ve posted about in the past). We brought a picnic lunch and had a grand time.
Mary and me…with my eyes closed. Ah well. 🙄
me Adrian a new hammock. Here he is with R, breaking it in with a lovely afternoon nap.
And here the kids are having a nice time reading and swinging.
Did I already tell you about my new picnic table that my dad made? Oh well, if I did! Isn’t it lovely?? It’s already gotten plenty of use.
Another great thing about Mary? Besides her loving to help with yard work, sewing, and laundry. She loves to read! One of my favourite memories of visiting her in England was sitting in her front porch and reading along side her. There’s always something to talk about with someone who shares the love of reading.
And that’s it. We had a wonderful two weeks with Mary. I’m sad she had to go home a week early, but I totally understand. I just hope it won’t be three years before we see her again!