On This Day in History

Today is a historic day.

No, it isn't historic (okay, it really is historic) because to day is the day Jesse James was shot in the back by Bob Ford for a mere $10,000. Nor is it exciting because today marks the first Pony Express delivery. Bruno Hauptmann was executed today for the kidnapping and murder of the Lindbergh baby - was he innocent or guilty...hmmm...

But all of that pales in comparison to what we did today.

We mowed the lawn.

Woot!

Our first lawn mowing session.

Trivial, yes I suppose, but one must consider that for the past 15 years I have been mowing and tending the family farm, not my own little patch of green. There is something so simple and so satisfying about caring for your own home.

I wonder if we'll ever get over it.

Then I see the tulips, that I planted right after we moved in, sporting glorious heads of red. I spy the blue bells waving merrily in the cool spring breeze. I glory in the pink blossoms of the plum tree and I realize that I may never, no never, get over being a home owner.

I cannot wait for summer with her BBQ's and outdoor dining.

Tis a historic day I say!