I never thought I would say this in the summer of 2019; but, a little rain would be nice--especially since I just replanted some things yesterday. The heat affects me some, but I can handle four hours or so--the mosquitoes, however, have been vicious. Yesterday, they weren't too bad, so off to work I went. I walk no matter what, but feeding the insects deters me sometimes. I know, the rain may bring them back, but The Acres really does need it in most places. A couple places are still too wet to mow, but they're not big spaces.
Next on the agenda will be re-doing some beds. That's work, but alas, it must be done. Lots of other stuff, too--but I've given up trying to catch up with the weeds. The flowers don't seem to mind; they just bloom away anyway. I notice them and not the weeds.

In other news the birds with no song finally showed up--small green heron and kingfisher. What a racket they make--and the goldfish disappear. They, of course, will return in late autumn or even early winter. Oh, the rose-breasted grosbeak are still hanging around. Lovely feathered-friends. The Acres are doing well--rain would be nice--and the old man is enjoying his seclusion. And the boss is enjoying bossing me around. All things remain the same.
Tall bell flowers
poppy mallow
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