late last night the moon was a lemon slice hanging on the horizon on it's way to rising. it seemed a fitting logo to my day of domestic doings and babysitting. the girls were beautiful as always even as ms. ga was a sassafras girl full of vinegar water. all i can do is laugh at those moments and smile as she lays sleeping beside me in her tiger sleeping bag she's already outgrowning. the little one has found her 'no' phase and is in deep command of the word - two girls, such different personalities. i love the smell of curly baby hair doused with a good dose of coppertone to protect her scalp (they had been at the pool all day).
today was a bigger adventure as i was semi-thrown out of jasmine hill gardens. my sister and i drove the 15-ish mile trip to wetumpka to see this private garden that is generally open weekends only during the spring. i can remember going there as a child and it has been approximately 20ish years since i've been there. there was no sign at the gate saying it's closed. so we drove through, as we approached the visitor center it was deserted and we peeked through the back door. walking into the gardens, we noticed a big production being staged and decided a private party must be about.
as we were getting ready to leave, i spied a barn and decided to snap a few shots. as i did, an elderly couple were quite rude and informed me the gardens were closed. (duh - leaving anyway - the jeep was cranked) now looking at the barn, i wasn't really as crazy as i was about this poppy pod.
or this magnolia.
okay - so not an adventure but a decent way to spend the afternoon. plus, there was ice cream at dq as a reward.