Hot days have arrived here at the farmette. Dogs, people, cows, and plants are receiving copious amounts of water each day.
The newly arrived bees continue to do their bee work. I admit to worrying about them a bit and wish I could check their inner workings each day. However, I will leave them to do what they know best.
We have some Sugar Maple trees that are also new to the farmette.
It's cousin, the Crimson King Maple, is also here to stay. This one provides color in the summer and the Sugar Maple will provide color in the fall.
Last, but not least, doesn't everyone have a dress for their dish washing liquid? Everything ends up on the clothesline eventually.
"The simple life on the farm was everything to me. Nothing was more relaxing after a long plane flight than to reach the winding driveway that led up to my house. The quiet of the night was more soothing than a sleeping pill."