The first grass-cutting of the season, just in time before rain and thunderstorms move into our area later today.
Beatrix Potter gets a new hairdo.
Several days ago I hung the summer wreath in place, after adding a variety of new flowers.
Mrs.. Robin came along, and has decided it is a fittin' place to raise her babies inside, and lost no time in building a new nest.
I shall have to be a dutiful hostess and careful not burn the porch lights after dark.