Summer is officially upon us, but then Texas felt like summer 3 months ago. We've been busy.
So has the barn swallow;
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| she won the first round, raised four babies, and we're battling again before she lays another clutch of eggs above our front door; |
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| the boathouse next door gave up the fight long ago. |
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the mother killdeer chose amongst the bricks on our beach to lay her three eggs. Sometimes, when the grandkids were visiting, we'd head down and approach her nest - watch her pretend to be hurt to lead us away, then scurry towards us with feathers spread, telling us 'get away!'
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| We've had important end of year recitals to attend, |
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| some more formal, requiring makeup and special outfit, tights with no runs in them |
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| some requiring only that they remain on the stage, relatively contained, |
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| some filled with funny hats and friends |
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| and a little stage fright. Just too many people out there in that crowd. |
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| There have been baby eyes to look into, |
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| toes to tickle, |
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| and little people to enjoy in general. Often this has required getting closer to the ground. |
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| There's been a photography class at the local community college |
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| trips to see family |
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| 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.
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