Bushhogged some of our cover crop down. The rye was tall and the vetch was clingy. Mmmm.. taste the organic matter and soil nutrients.
Harvested some rainbow chard, among many other things.
Sold our goods at the market.
Watched frogs and toads do it in the puddles. A lot.
From tadpoles to little hopping toadpoles with tails.
The ghost of Max Patch.
We were eventually blessed with 10 minutes of spectacular views when the fog temporarily blew out.
Finally, a shot from the Blue Ridge Parkway, somewheres between Asheville and Waynesville. The laurels are in full bloom.