Summer is officially upon us, but then Texas felt like summer 3 months ago. We've been busy.
So has the barn swallow;
|she won the first round, raised four babies, and we're battling again before she lays another clutch of eggs above our front door;|
|the boathouse next door gave up the fight long ago.|
|We've had important end of year recitals to attend,|
|some more formal, requiring makeup and special outfit, tights with no runs in them|
|some requiring only that they remain on the stage, relatively contained,|
|some filled with funny hats and friends|
|and a little stage fright. Just too many people out there in that crowd.|
|There have been baby eyes to look into,|
|toes to tickle,|
|yardwork, if you can call it that...|
Altogether, a very nice start to the season. And the watermelon is just starting to get really good.