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Clearing the brush around the mobile home did not, it turns out, enhance its overall presentability.

in anticipation of our 60th birthday party, we performed the annual Sweeping of the Barn. This would be a more manageable task if we had fewer bats, actually swept out the barn annually, or both.

A mysterious figure gathers blackberries on the hill. What can it signify? The mysterious figure gathered no black raspberries this season, yet the Duchess County Fair impends. Stayed tuned for the jarring conclusion.

She doesn’t move as fast as she once did, and she has trouble with stairs, but she still trots over to say hello when we return from the field. And her tail remains majestic.

This would be a very prompt first cutting of 2026, or a very late first cutting of 2025. Perhaps it is both.

This one wasn’t a surprise, but it still hurts. You can see this tree, c. 1921, in the banner of this website, to the left of the front door.

Although Sarah was still away at school, Jen received her customary breakfast in bed for Mother’s Day.

Last summer we were thrilled to have bog-front seats as we watched a couple of Great Blue Herons raise their chicks. After a stormy winter, the nest was completely gone, but the herons have rebuilt in the same spot. We hope they continue to have a productive spring.

We devoted Easter morning to the annual cleaning of the barn, which involves sweeping out the prior year’s accumulated birdshit so that the Barn Swallows can enjoy tidy accommodations for the coming season.

Yesterday Daisy climbed Burger Hill with her husband, Ringo. These days, Daisy finds it easier to climb the hill than to get in the car, but she is always happy to see Ringo.

Daisy turns 13 tomorrow but she still gets the zoomies.

Ring-necked Ducks on the pond remind that, even if it is cold and gray, it is springtime.