More than dead wood

We had another great day yesterday.

We picked our friend Karen up from the airport yesterday morning after her two week mission trip to Malawi .

We got to hear stories from the trip. Also, Karen’s friend Charla and her 4 children were at the airport to greet Karen. They were so excited to see her they were swatting each other with the flower bouquets they brought for Karen, each fighting to be the first to hug her. From the airport, we took Karen to the breakfast place where you cook your own pancakes at your table, the Pfunky Griddle.

Friday night we visited Grandmommy and Granddaddy and picked up the pickup truck and chainsaw from Lindsey‘s so we could do yard work yesterday. After dropping Karen at her house, we bought a pickup load of mulch.

Carey put fresh mulch in the flower beds while I cut grass. My riding mower – that’s right, the same one that caught fire last July – started spewing smoke on my first row. I thought it best to use the push mower instead.

By the time I finished, Carey had spread the whole truckload of mulch – what a woman! So I started the chainsaw and cut down the Bradford Pear tree in our front yard that died inexplicably. I loaded the truck with one load of wood, but it was too late to go to the dump, so I have a good idea of what I’ll be doing today. After all that, Carey made homemade pizza last night. Did I say this already? What a woman!

We'll always have Casablanca.

Our friends from the Casablanca outing posted this picture on Facebook. (We are the first two on the left.)

Darcy hung out with Taylor all day yesterday.

Matt worked a double shift yesterday.

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