We just had my ideal, perfect, dream weekend. Well… short of being on vacation, anyway.

The weather was gorgeous.

Clara’s dad hung out and played, and worked on the chicken penthouse aka coop for our baby chicks.

The girls played in the sprinkler, and the slip n’ slide, and the hose, and the plastic pool, and the trampoline, and the playhouse, and the …

We jumped on the trampoline early in the morning — it was already starting to get warm outside and we still had our nightgowns on.

We barbequed every evening, and had sandwiches or mac & cheese for lunch, with fresh fruit.

We discovered the tiniest baby bird I’ve ever seen, who would come over to visit with us while it’s mommy and daddy were getting it food.

I set my iPhone on the deck, playing great music on shuffle even with its wimpy little speakers.

Friends stopped by periodically to visit, eat, drink and/or jump on the trampoline.

I planted some basil, pickling cucumbers and cherry tomatoes. And weeded and watered the rest of my veggies and herbs which are looking better this year than they have for ages… peas, lavender, thyme, sage, rosemary, lettuce, chives, mint of all varieties, parsley… And I made my very first green salad of the season out of my own greens!

Also, I have a honeybee hive which has been dormant for almost two years because of disease, but a swarm seems to have moved in sometime last week, because it’s active again without any doing from me!

And last, but not least… I got the grocery shopping done for the coming week.

When I bathed those girls at the end of the weekend, I had to drain the first bath and give them a second bath to wash them up. That’s the sign of a great weekend!