Cold rain today. The horses are in, and none too happy about it. But that's their problem.
I got potatoes, beets and carrots planted yesterday. Mary seeded another pasture. If the grackles didn't get too much seed this morning, the rain should do it all good. I just checked the garden and saw....our first weeds of the season are up! Woo hoo! Gotta love gardening.
We already hit Menard's and Farm and Fleet, casing out prices for some projects to be done later this spring. Rainy mornings are good for that. Now we're home, waiting on little people to come and color eggs. It should be a good evening; colorful eggs, colorful kids, pizza for supper, and the chocolate will flow. Grandma Peterman sent a HUGE box of goodies for Easter and I bought some myself, so we should be fat and happy tonight.
Seems like an odd way, though, to observe the death and resurrection of the Lord. Well, He DID say, "I came that they might have life, and have it to the full," and He DID create chocolate, after all. Who are we to question the workings of His divine mind?