Since we have moved in we haven't had as much time as we would have liked to spend time in our yard. This past week we noticed these mysterious mounds of dirt in our back yard, perfectly round mounds.
Obviously Oley our photographer didn't get a good picture, but that's besides the point, these mounds have mysteriously been popping up in the back yard. Our first thought a mole so we went out and scraped them and there is no hole underneath the mound. We have no idea where this fresh dirt has come from but we are determined to figure out this mystery.
Being an adult in the real world is so crazy, we are still trying to get a grip on what this entails, but we are enjoying a 5 day work week and having the weekends to relax. We enjoyed some French Bread pizza on Friday and it was everything I remembered it being while growing up.
After church today Oley was asked to go and check on a family that lives a couple blocks away, so being the kind person he is he got on his bike and away he went. About 10 minutes after he left the door bell rang so I went out to see who was there. Needless to say there stood Oley with a HUGE hole in his shorts.
These were his absolute favorite pair of shorts and so was incredibly sad they are now garbage, but oh how humorous this was.
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