On Monday we went hiking out my back door.
We discovered just one of Mr. Peter Rabbit's hiding spots.
Carmi's choice of chaotic seems just for this day. After an early morning and whole day of skipping through the whispering fields around my house, who should greet us? You'd be correct if you guessed, a lively tick on Lyra's dress. Now how chaotic is that for this beastly annoyance to beat out our spring sprouts? Barely a crocus in view, and yet, this thriving attaching pest lives!
How did we feel about it?
Not one word necessary!
"Chaos was the law of nature; order was the dream of man." - Henry Adams
Better get our light colored, long pants on. No more Fairy Princess romping through the fields for us.
Which arrives first, the buds or the insects?