Monday again and it's Flag Day!

 

Last week never stopped or slowed down despite rain and workmen.

Neither did we!

Tree felling consisted of removing three trees, two more very tall oaks - one

 hit by lightning and dying, one smothered in ivy which had been cut at the

 base but also looking near death's door!  The third, a smaller hickory, was

 growing into a large oak and blocking the sun. We need to keep that area

 drier. . . . . . and hopefully this will enable us to add more grass around the

 potting shed and deck areas.

Between feeding (baking muffins and cookies) and watering the tree crew of

five for two days - which BTW included a lovely young woman - I picked the

 tasty Genovese basil and made the first batch of seasonal pesto. 

There were other firsts, dahlias opening - a glowing Grandpa Ott

 morning glory. . . . . . . .

. . . . . .. and Ms. Deer, beautiful and gentle but enjoying siphoning off the

 bird seed three days in a row, so the feeder is now remaining empty in

 hopes she'll move on to another garden!

 

The rains have left and we are due to have a dry, sunny, and quite hot week.

Still working outside and, as I write, Bob is mowing the grass. I'm off to clean

the sawdust covered windows in back of the cottage.

Life is busy at this time of year. . . . . . actually any time of year

 around here.