The deer seem to have plenty to eat as the green has filled every space. I see them along the edge of the woods but not much in the garden any more. They seem to be really happy with the young sassafras and mulberry trees that sprouted along the edge. Along with flowers I planted there and and my neighbor's strawberries.
It is cooler than normal for June and life is just full and warm. Can't help being just grateful for Summer in general, no matter what it turns out to be.
Just a moment ago, I glanced at an old sketch and thought to myself...life is a thread. Colored by days.
It is the Man's birthday today. We've no plans. He likes that.
(Note, For those of you subscribed to the Summer Diaries, I have placed a link to Considering Weave, to the right, in the sidebar, for convenience, while the series is still active. I will be posting regularly now that we are rolling into High Summer.)