For Memorial Day, as we have each year since we moved to Pennsylvania, we attended our ward's picnic. This year, it was blistering hot by noon on Monday. We ate and tried playing volleyball and ladder ball, but ultimately ended up retreating to the refuge of the shade of a large tree. After about two and a half hours, the picnic started breaking up because people were just too hot. We headed a couple miles down the road to swim at Phil and Beth Conklin's pool for a while before heading home.
This summer we are participating in a local organic farm cooperative. It's mostly a really large vegetable garden, so our shares each week consist of lots of veggies -- lettuce, herbs, collard greens, radishes and beets so far. Things like peas, carrots (maybe), cucumbers, tomatoes, and zucchini are on their way. In order to keep our cost for the veggies low and to try to teach the kids a little bit of work ethic (as well as where food comes from), we've volunteered to help on the farm some this summer. On Memorial Day in the evening, when things had cooled down (a little) we went out to the farm. Here's Emily pulling some weeds.
Jessica was looking fabulous while watering the bell pepper starts we were transplanting from the greenhouse to the farm.
Not only is it nice to get out and get your hands dirty, but the farm itself is historic, dating at least back to the 1800s with a picturesque and stately farmhouse (which I mostly cut off on the left of this photo) and sweeping views of Pennsylvania's typical rolling green hillsides.
The rest of Memorial Day week was occupied with work around our house, the last week of school for the kids, and getting ready to leave for our trip to Utah. Before that could happen though, I had a wedding to perform. The groom is Army Private First Class Scott Harris, a young man from our ward who will be serving in Germany beginning next week.
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