A summer that is hot and oh so dry.
A fuzzy bee landed on a thistle flower as I passed by.
A sneaky beaver in the Laramie River…
…stared me down with his big dark eye. (Do you see his paws under the water?)
The third apple on our apple tree hanging high.
I’m not having a good summer of veggie or fruit production. It’s terrible hot and when it “rains” it’s just a light drizzle, nothing significant.
Oh winter, I look forward to your next visit.