Golf Cart Watering

This is another genius Angle-rigged- up- thingamajig.  This tank sits on the back of the golf cart and we use it for watering plants that we've planted in the greenhouse and flowerbeds.  Not only is it convenient, it's way fun!  I love the stuff that they've come up with to make life easier around here.  I'm pretty sure this family could write a fabulous How-To book on gadgets to make your work easier and more enjoyable.

The boy can't get enough of filling up the tank with a hose from the campground.

Once your tank is full, you flip the switch and you have water!  It's got a regular garden nozzle on the end of it.  Tyson and I (okay, I for the most part but I think that is mostly obvious) planted this flowerbed this week.  It was so windy I can't be sure what will even come up and what seeds were carried away.  It should contain some nice lavender and a bunch of random little flowers.  It is lined with Marigolds around the edge to deter the deer because they don't like them.  This is just another interesting and fun fact that I have learned in my Angle orientation.  Stick around, someday I'll share my entire wealth of knowledge with all of you.

So after we were finished with the flower planting and watering, we decided we should hop on over to that Killdeer nest and see if there was any action.  Action happened, let me tell you.  Remember before when I was saying the mother bird had an alarm system but no course of action to follow through?  Well she has been studying up.  We were walking over to the nest when she came out of nowhere, screeching and dive bombing us!  I had to remain calm because I had the baby in my arms.  Tyson was shouting, "IT GOT ME!!  IT GOT ME!" as she flew at our heads at a high rate of speed!  Then mother bird veered off to a few feet away and threw herself on the ground in a crumpled heap as if she was injured and continued to screech. As if I could be lured over there to check her out. Folks, I do not like birds. They are creepy and scary,but this place is just crawling with them so I have tried to enjoy them. I knew this day would come.  The day when a bird would attack.  Yes, I understand she is a mother and I'm not blaming her.  But this won't keep the event from haunting my dreams at night.  There will be no more updates on the Killdeer nest.

After the attack, Tyson needed to go to his happy place and find calm.  He dug in the sandbox while Andie and I sat in the golf cart and looked out over the lake.  The lake picture above is from that vantage point, in Big Rick's yard. We are lucky to have this beautiful view after such a hair-raising event.  I think we will be able to move on and find peace now.  Although Grandma Norma has one of those clocks that makes a bird noise at every hour.  We may not be visiting her in the near future.

This is when babies attack.  But it's not so frightening.