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Kyle is a dreamer, and a big one at that.  He's one of those guys who does nothing halfway either (I think my mom is married to one of those guys).  So I should not have been surprised when we pulled up to our land and I saw the incredible size of the garden he invisioned for us to experiment with this summer.  Keep in mind we have a very nice, and appropriately sized I might add, vegetable garden right in our own backyard filled with the start of cucumbers, tomatoes, green beans, peppers, and herbs.  But compared to this tilled piece of dirt out at the land, our backyard garden looked like an ant hill.  Thanks to Kyle's new (1960's old) tractor, roughing up the dirt was no problem.

But the actual planting took a wee bit more time and energy.  Despite the 85 degree temperatures, we dressed a little on the warm/covered side to ward off unwanted ticks.  The girls were great helpers though, and when they weren't helping to plant or water they were off exploring or playing in Kyle's truck bed happily together.

When the sun finally started setting, it brought a most welcome reprieve from the heat, but along with that came the nasty mosquitos!

Apparently Piper's clothes were thirsty too?

Ah yes, this is not the happiest picture of me to date (that is a plastered on fake smile).  The size of this giant garden, you might ask, is a whopping 8 feet by 100 YARDS.  Not 100 feet, but 100 YARDS. Uh huh.  Dreamer.