First, a shout-out to my exhausted son, trying to work (self-employed) from home full-time, while dealing with major home repairs, with a house full of rambunctious, demanding young kids (almost teen in some cases) for the summer, all under pandemic restrictions, mostly alone.

I feel very bad that I can’t be there in any capacity, or be helpful from a distance.  I’m proud of him for the hard work he does of being a good father while overloaded by all the responsibilities of supporting them and fixing a deteriorating house.  I just want him to know he’s loved and appreciated.  Not many people could accomplish what he’s doing by himself.

These “buzzards” have seriously taken over the place.  I think they just allow us to cohabit on their land.  I wish they’d eat up some of the large rabbits that have moved into my garden.

Today was mowing day.  Yes, we still have a damn lawn.  It takes three machines to mow it.  The goal is to shrink it eventually, but it takes time and labor, neither of which are on our side.  So we mow on.

Here’s Misu, living the good life.  Sometimes she flops right on top of my laptop so I can’t type and have to pay attention to her.

Here are some garden views.  The first two are from the “prairie”, where the white mountain mint (Pycnanthemum) is blooming.  It will attract many unusual pollinators.

I feel fortunate to be surrounded by so much wildlife in the face of so much pervasive death by virus and brutality.