A couple of posts back I referred to the large number of weeds invading our acreage. Fortunately, this week I've been able to tackle some of them. In the whole scheme of things (i.e. our 17 acres) I've made an eensy, weensy, teeny, tiny dent in our weed problem. However, I started doing something about it, and that makes me happy. No, thrilled. And believe it or not, weeding was actually therapeutic for me. And it was a time of bonding for Ty and I. I was hoeing . . . Ty was picking up the weeds and piling them up to be destroyed later. Mitchell missed out on this because he was at school, but he's helped out other times and really seems to enjoy it. Now, if only I had 7 more kids we could really get somewhere with this mess! Just kidding.