Wooden Hook!

My cousin Michael visited us a couple weekends ago, and he brought me this really cool crochet hook that he made. Now I've forgotten what kind of wood it is. I'll have to ask. The picture isn't so good, but the two rings on the end make neat tinking sounds when I crochet.

Regrowth

When we went to visit Granny earlier this summer, John and I pulled up some of granny's excess peppermint and potted it in a little paper cup. We've been wanting to plant some at home but have been having trouble finding any.

The morning we were leaving we stopped at the hospital to visit with Granny and say goodbye to everyone. It ended up being kind of a stressful day and we stayed longer than we had intended.

By the time we got back to the car, the poor mint had dried up. By the time we got home 11 hours later, it looked like a potted stick

I planted it anyway, since I hear its hard to kill, I thought maybe it would come up next year.

Now, just a few weeks later it has sprouted new leaves and is on its way to recovery. Soon I'll put it in the ground.

I was thinking about expounding on one of the various metaphors for life I could draw from this little experience, but I'll let you draw your own. I'm just enjoying my new little plant.

One year, Three months, and Many Dollars Later...

We finally got eggs! We realized our old hen was never going to lay, and so this spring John got two new hens. They were still young and weren't expected to lay until this fall. And FINALLY, last thursday, we looked and found two eggs! There were two more when we got back from our weekend and one more on Monday morning. I didn't check this morning. But we've got plenty of eggs now, so we're going to be eating omelets like crazy.