I had the chance to lead some boat tours for Western Wallflower Week the past few days (Mark has been leading the tours the last couple of years with me at home with Ian, but he's been away at job training this week), and it was heaven. I almost forgot how much that role defines me as a person.
I was very grateful that my mother was available to watch Ian so I could have the opportunity.
We were blessed with awesome weather (with the exception of Thursday - brrrrrrr!!!), and the Wallflowers are in their full glory, right now.
We've had some awesome people on the tours, full of questions and enthusiasm.
Prickly pears are also beginning to bloom out.
The extremely rare Harper's Umbrella Plant is going to bloom this year.
There have been butterflies and birds in abundance, as well as the occasional Northern Watersnake.
|He caught a fish!|
Red-osier dogwoods are in bloom all along the lake shores.
So now the hubby is back in town, and he will be leading the rest of the boat rides through the weekend.
Holiday weekends around here don't mean vacation: they mean WORK! The cabins and campgrounds are full, the lake is hopping, and potential disaster lurks around every turn.
So that means late nights for Mark and phone calls in the wee hours of the morning for everything from cabin guests out of toilet paper to boat wrecks and snakebites. Bring it on.
Have a great Memorial Day weekend, everybody!