every day . . .

 nothing quite so lovely as your momma 

bringing you up an iced tea when you've been 

planting and weeding in the hot sunny garden

for hours and hours. 

tastes. so. good. 

oh  yes.

dirt.

boys.

one and the same.

 

i have to say that going down into the pantry  ( scary root cellar basement )

and coming up with a jar of homemade applesauce and a jar of pickles from last year's summer/fall

for a hungry little boy. . is quite satisfying . 

these little space gold fish are the bestie best.