We have lived in Weddington, NC for the past 24 years and always, and I mean always, miss the pop up thunderstorms. My daughter Morgan lives 5 miles away in Waxhaw and my mother lives in Indian Trail, they get all the rain. Now I am not looking for any trouble from the rain gods, don't want storm damage (last week in a small shower we had dime sized hail) but for goodness sake, who put the umbrella over Weddington? I can remember when the kids were younger and we belonged to a swim club maybe 3 miles away and they would call and say "come pick us up, it's pouring out and they have closed the pool", and I would say, "no way!"
We were up to the farm last weekend and it looked like there was alot of damage along 64/74 from a freak storm in the last few days. At the farm there was water in our blue bucket on the deck (our scientific instrument in rain gauging) and everything looked ok, but the pond had not moved up the shoreline. Every year Jim worried about our little leaks and our little springs. This year I think he has finally understood what the farmer who sold it had told us in the beginning back in August of 2005. He said "it goes up and down every year, some years it stays up longer". The pond was built in the early 70's by Manuel and his father, King Logan Hill. We worry constantly about the trees on the dam, (never, never let trees grow on your dam) but they have been there for almost as long as the dam. They are huge pine trees and they creak and moan every time the wind blows hard. Quite eerie. Someday, (when we win the lottery) we will have the shoreline across redug and use that dirt for a new dam. $$$$ our money pit. At least the fish are happy, and Jim is happy fishing and watching our fish grow. (catch and release of course)
John and Morgan came up with their 3 and Kate brought the boys up this last weekend. The cousins had a wonderful time, playing in the sprinkler, chasing each other about, occasionally with a dustup. ( what do you expect when you play super heroes?) John and Jim worked on the driveway, the dam and just about anything Jim could think of with his new toy, a professional weed and stick whacker...
Kate and I painted on our little canvases. Dominic painted a beautiful deer with an owl in the background. The littler ones painted on whatever paper I could find.
I can't wait til Jim is able to help me chop down all the jungle items in the front and meadow. We really cleaned it out in late April, but it's back..... The front meadow by the smoke house is just beautiful with black eyed Susans, chock full of them. The orchard is growing little by little. I don't think the goats or deer have been by in a while. Small trees can really suffer from those munchers.
I will try and post a picture/video of the cousins dancing to Lady GaGa on the deck. It was a hoot.
Living the life of Riley.....
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