From about May to September we have almost a nightly ritual of lighting the fire pit in the backyard. This Saturday we invited several families over for brats, s'mores and a little kite flying. If we were true dairylanders we would have served beer and fried cheese curds too. The new tree house grandpa built was a big hit with all the kids.
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Hey Lisa,
Am I ever going to hear back from you? I'm beginning to think you're ignoring me. Hope to hear from you soon.
Janus
Yummy! All looks delicious to me -especially the 'mallows. look at how bright blue the sky is, and green the grass!
My GOODNESS Woman, I want your yardage.
I see from the last picture that you live close enough to Minnesota that Prince would come visit you for a smore. I didn't know he had dyed his hair brown!
(Yes, you can hear the veiled hair envy in my comment.)
Look at that sky! It's beautiful out there. What a nice tradition you have. I wish we lived close and could come over too (and talk politics...just kidding). Is Mike almost done or what? Where are you moving?
Wow that looks awesome. I love s'mores! Hmmm... maybe we need one of those firepit thingies.
Oh, my husband. I was reading that comment, and didn't realize it was from "us". You have a great back yard. Is that an open field behind you? There are perks for living in WI?
how come you look super cute in a white skirt at a backyard bbq? does lisa ever look scroungy? i'd really love to see it sometime.
You guys look like you are having so much fun! So different from when we were in NYC! Send me you email address please so I can invite you to our blog, I am just beginning, but getting cool ideas from yours! cynthiachamberlain@mac.com
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