May I just leave you with a few photos today? It's the kind of day where you don't need much more.
Breakfast. Fruits, yes, but mostly, it's about blueberries. In my mind, all that blueberry stuff is perfectly summerlike. Delightfully so.
Next stop – my daughter’s house.
It's partway between the
farmhouse and the downtown market. So I stop at her place, unload my bike and we
finish the trip together, on bikes.
At the market – let’s look at the carrots and the flower
sellers. Why? No reason. The colors are good.
After, my girl and I bike the twenty mile loop that
takes us through prairie fields...
...and it is not terribly unusual to come across deer once
you leave the city confines. Here’s a mommy deer with her young ones (or so we
guess).
...and eventually we’re back in Madison, then in her place. I leave her there, returning to the farmhouse by myself.
Let's admire the new blooms that never ever show off their stuff before mid-August.
...and the old ones too, which would have to be the potted pansies that I put in... when, in March? Maybe April? They should have wilted and died
once the season turned up the thermostat, but they’re still holding their heads high
and I am so proud of their effort!
The day doesn’t end with a review of blooms. Ed and I play tennis, I spend
hours on watering again, all that. But let me leave you with the old standby -- our farmhouse. This where I open the door and walk inside and think -- home. I'm home. This is where I exhale.
