Garlic: 0 – Soaker: 1

I know there’s garlic out back there somewhere.  I’m sure of it!  Actually, I saw some but, it was so small I felt badly about ending its life.

Problem:  There’s a small creek that runs through my property.  I wore rubber boots (I like that I need them sometimes – I know – strange).  Gerry (my step-dad) wore running shoes.  I went garlic picking a few years ago in the back yard and I don’t remember having to jump over the creek.  Maybe I just forgot that part.  Either way, it was there.

 We walked along the creek, trying to find a skinny place.  When I finally found one, I stepped on some long grass that looked secure and WHOOSH… up to my right knee.  My boot was full.  I came out on the other side.  No way Gerry was going to cross that without getting wet.   So we walked around some more trying to find a skinnier place to cross.  Unsuccessful.

We’ll try again Monday.  Only, this time, we’re building a little bridge with some scrap wood I have.

I was a little disappointed that I didn’t get my mitten done last night before bed.  I’m going to go work on it right now.  I get up early every morning to knit/read/blog, depending on what mood I’m in.

One more day until I get to leave for Michelle’s.  I always really look forward to going there.  I hate the drive but, it’s so worth it when I get there.  We’ll have so much fun.  I confirmed our visit to Wellington Fibres for Saturday with the owners, Donna and Lorne.  I can’t wait to visit their operation.  They’re calling for rain on Saturday in Waterloo too.  Bummer!  Maybe I’ll bring my rubber boots (hihihi). 

No matter what the weather, it’ll be great – yarn shopping, tea drinking and lots and lots of knitting and girl-talk.