It’s warm today, getting hotter. Looking through the heat, all I see is love and beauty.  In Many Different Ways, We Are All To Blame. Above, Maria’s garden.

Fannie gets a leg check and a butt scratch.

 

More wood is on the pile; Zip is making it his headquarters in the day. He loves it in there.

 

 

 

Merricat in the shade.

 

The gang is there.

 

Wanting a treat at the fence – apples falling from the trees.

Waiting for leftover fruit and vegetables.

My Garden Bed, Sunrise.

 

Blogger on the porch.