The rains continue, and June has never been so green and lush. It is difficult to keep up with the work around here, but it has been a beautiful month so far.
Harry has turned a youthful 83, and has celebrated another Father’s Day, too. I continue to be astounded at my good luck to be with him every day. We had a quiet birthday celebration last week, with Jane and Brett and no pictures!
The horses have remained on the back burner, but they have no complaints about that! Bart needs his rest, whether he is working hard, or not.
There was great excitement as we headed out to the No Kings march on Saturday, when we saw a strangely colored squirrel. It had a black front. The pictures could look like shadow, but this squirrel actually had a black face and chest. I stopped and took its picture near the neighbors’ property, and have watched for it ever since, but no further sightings…
I did some mowing last week, and managed to break the mower, leaving it stuck on the other side of the creek. Nathan came to the rescue on Friday in pouring rain, and managed to get the drive belt back on (I had run over a stick that popped the belt off). Luckily, the belt was not broken. Unluckily, Nathan got soaking wet and had to work all day next door, while I was able to go to the house and change into dry clothes. He was incredibly nice about it. Also, luckily, the creek did not rise, despite rain, and we were able to get the mower back to the shed.
There have been many birds to photograph between chores…
There was a fascinating moth in the barn. I think it is a Big Poplar Sphinx moth (Pachysphinx occidentalis), but I am no expert. Whatever it is, it’s gorgeous. Life forms on this planet are astonishing. We have been very fortunate to see so many creatures here.
I had an unfortunate run in with angry bees, when I disturbed bumblebees that had nested in a dog bed in the spare stall. Yikes! I got stung yesterday, and when I made another attempt at moving the bed today, they got so enraged I had to leave the barn! Horses were already out. I feel quite intimidated, but they must move elsewhere. I will try again tomorrow…
Meanwhile, I welcome the bees as pollinators in the garden, and flowers are thriving as this unusually wet Spring approaches summer.
Eddy has reduced the deer destruction, but has not managed to evict them completely. He and Weedy are constant joys in our life (along with cats and Jane, of course).
And greatest joy of all, Harry, who makes all of this possible…
Be safe, be well, be grateful. Celebrate good luck, and endure misadventure. Pay attention to all the beauty around us. Slava Ukraini! God Save America. Peace…
Galloping Through 
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