On my way to and from the Orthopedic surgeon yesterday, I noticed that the wheat here is ready to cut. What?!! It's way too early to be cutting wheat, isn't it? I guess not here, where I did see at least one field of wheat that was already cut... It just seems strange, having grown up where the wheat gets cut in late June.
And some folks are even cutting and baling hay already! Strange, I tell ya, strange! Though, some of our blueberries have ripened, and are quite tasty. I can't wait until we have enough to make a pie...or three. And the tomatoes are getting bigger, and the Monkeys picked a pepper (while still green...it was supposed to be a red one). The inch worms are doing a number on my red romaine lettuce. The rest of the garden seems to be surviving at least.
On a sad note, Sarge's adoption did not stick. He had a bad case of separation anxiety, and some outside stressors, that caused him to misbehave. He was returned to the shelter, where I picked him up yesterday. He dropped back into life at the Casa just fine, though he is limping from a minor (I hope) injury acquired trying to escape a fenced yard (not mine). As you can see, he seems quite content to use Monkey3 as his pillow.