It's the most amazing day outside, but I decided that, beyond hanging laundry, checking on lambs (and picking grass for mama), a little bit of work in the greenhouse, I need to do a lot of baking and clean floors.
Currently rising in the kitchen are two pans of dill bread (made with dill seeds from my garden) and a big batch of cinnamon rolls. My 14 year old complains we don't have food - what we don't have is microwavable, individually wrapped, preservative laden convenience food. I figure if I put a bunch of cinnamon rolls and pancakes in the freezer, he will at least have something to grab without complaining.
I also have a crock pot full of my own chicken with some vegetables from the Farmer's Market. Unfortunately, my tender-hearted youngest saw the hen and knew it was ours - so it will be tough getting her to eat it. I wish I'd been able to sneak it by her.
If I get done with the baking, pancake making, and floors, I might pull Gibby out again. We are going to the 6 pm Mass tonight, though, which is a good 40 minute drive away, so it will depend on the timing. I would love to go for a long, not so fast walk today, but that will be a timing issue as well. My left foot has a bit of swelling over the metatarsals, although it isn't really sore. I did feel minor soreness while running. I think maybe I had my shoes laced too tightly. I have funky, high arches, so I have to take a long time to up my mileage or my speed.
Basically, that's my Sunday. What did you folks do?