law of the harvest

We are currently enjoying the fruits of our labors. Before we built our house, a neighbor gave me some raspberry starts. I planted them, tended them, and loved them for six years. This year, I have finally achieved my dream.

60 cups of raspberry jam.

There is nothing better than a sun warmed, ripe raspberry. Perfection. 

Today has been crazy getting ready for a last minute trip to Arizona. I can't wait to see my family. I've missed them like an addict misses his fix. And Mr. Coleman will enjoy a little break from us, I suspect.

Here's my get-ready-for-the-trip-to-do list, all done today(except the ironing, still procrastinating that one):

pick weeds in herb garden

dry cleaners

buy new ink cartridge

plan primary music for august

find a substitute

re-schedule piano lessons

pick up book at library

car washed

wash 8(!) loads of dirty laundry

clean house (thank you kids + Mr. Coleman. You are appreciated.)

visiting teaching

music to primary pianist

buy activity books for road trip

download new songs onto i-pod 

charge camera battery

call angela to schedule haircut

design ColemanXcavation softball t-shirts and order from screen printers

post on my blog

catch up on So You Think You Can Dance (while I'm ironing)

Tomorrow: pack, teach piano Master Class, hit the road.