Unless you are a family member or have a lot of staying power, I sure don't expect you to get through the 12 months of 2012.
We had green grass in January.
Phoebe and Gucci loved Valentines Day.
It was cold at the Public Market in Rochester.
In March we sang with the High School Chorus.
Very interested in the Slow Food movement.
The pasture was gorgeous by the end of March.
Snow in April.
Set up the back porch early this year.
We drummed at a half-marathon in Rochester...they really appreciate us bringing them up the hill.
By May Gary had a good start on the garden.
We had our annual art show at the library.
The Food and Culture class from SUNY Brockport came to the farm to learn about organic gardening.
May 14th I had my right knee replaced.
Not too much fun. The dogs felt sorry for me.
Gary did all the chores, inside and out.
Had physical therapy at home, then started going to Agape.
Went out to the barn with a cane in June.
Gucci supervised part of my home therapy.
Gucci supervised part of my home therapy.
Ariana and Daniela arrived and stayed for over 5 weeks.
They helped with chores.
Daniela was totally into reading "The Great Unexpected" by our friend Sharon Creech.
Berlin and Abbe were surviving without me and bonded with Gary.
Within days of her arrival, Ariana broke her arm doing a cartwheel down at Jenny's.
That did not stop us from going out to the beach (Carol and Topper's)...
or to the Morgan Manning for the 4th of July, where they participated in the cake walk.
Of course we had to have wings at the Stoneyard.
My brother and his family came up to to connect with the Las Vegas delegation. Fun day.
In the meantime, Karen arrived for a visit and did some socializing with Jenny and Kristen.
We all went down to the Canal (Welcome Center) to listen to Miles Watts and the Brothers from other Mothers.
On June 16th Gary drove Ariana and Daniela to Binghamton where they were met by their other grandparents. They spent a few days in New York and all went to Croatia for a month. Gary took the long way home and was loving being by himself. The next day he was talked into playing tennis and voila! totally tore his Achilles tendon. Yippppeeeee.
Was I ticked or what!!!!Now 8 weeks after my surgery I had to start doing all the chores by myself. Fortunately I was cleared to drive by then.
Brice M. and his band came out to do a photo shoot and used one of the pictures for their new CD.
In August we got together with Ann, Ron, Brenda and Al for one of our monthly dinners.
I made beet salad with oranges, toasted pecans and crumbly blue.
We had an amazing garden this year and made tons of sauce.
Had the pleasure of celebrating Carol and Topper's 51st aniversary.
Never spent so much time in a pool as this year. Tina and Roger were very generous and I was there almost every day (85 degrees) for months.
Walnut Hill was spectacular as usual.
The Arts Festival was very successful this summer...love these carvings.
I missed drumming from mid May to September and needed help lugging my drum in when I finally got back. Took me awhile to get my stamina back up. 3 hours of drumming is a long time.
Our little orchard did not produce anything but plums and our 30 year old apple trees were jammed.
Could not have asked for a better garden.
For the first time, Coop asked if he could ride.
Finn and Coop helped Gary plant garlic.
Sally, Judy and I put on a spaghetti lunch at the Senior Center.
The weather was warm enough and we were able to meet in the studio through the end of the month.
Every Wednesday morning (September - May) we sang with the chorus.
I had the pleasure of meeting one of my blogging friends who came all the way from Colorado to this area for a class reunion. Cyndi from "Living the Dream." And her husband of course!
Went to a rally in Rochester for Louise Slaughter and Cathy Hochul. Bill Clinton was there...very impressive.
One of Jen's college roommates and her family stopped in for a visit. First time with horses. Sweet.
And then a big slow food pot luck in the barn. Yum.
By December, we were ready for snow.
It took a long time to get here.
Happy New Year from all of us at Skoog Farm!