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Our Feverfew is enjoying a moment in the late summer garden.

Also enjoying a moment: our rhubarb, as well as Jen, whose birthday was Friday.   She celebrated (after a nice birthday supper at Le Petit Bistro) by combining the rhubarb with blackberries to make Rhu-Berry jam.  Jen entered that, together with four other jams, in the Dutchess County Fair.  Stay tuned for fair results!

This is not our entire 2017 peach crop, but it is a majority of it.  Still, they’re pretty nice looking!

We just wrapped up a two-week vacation in which we returned to our roots.

Sarah returned to riding, aboard Joanie (the Pony) at Southlands.

John Harris returned, with his boys, for a mid-summer visit.

Sarah returned to the stage, at the Rhinebeck Performing Arts Center’s dance camp.

Jen returned to the pond.

And I returned to my agrarian roots (*agrarian roots sold separately).

Jen ranges far and wide gathering berries.  If you look carefully, you can see her trusty companion, Daisy.

Here, via Jen’s iPhone camera, is one of our blooming poppies, in traditional kit.

We also have non-traditional poppies, such as this white one.

Here’s a wacky pink one.

In forestry news, I got my new chain saw stuck in a log while clearing a downed elm.  Fortunately Chuck Kelso stopped by to help me out.

It rained all day on Memorial Day.  I was already a bit sad because this was the first year that Sarah did not march in the Memorial Day Parade.

She has, however, kept busy.  In anticipation of camp, less than a month away, Sarah has been practicing the ukulele.

We had a number of visitors, including this rather pale heron.  Sarah’s friend Ainsley slept over Friday night; Ivan and Elizabeth (and Fred, their ardent puppy) slept over Saturday night; and Sarah’s friend Tsion visited for a few hours on Sunday.  All were model guests, except possibly Fred.

Today Jen planted many tomatoes and peppers from the Northern Dutchess Botanical Garden.

Let’s look in on some of our outbuildings.

The barn is in fine shape, currently teeming with swallows (and pigeons).

The corn crib is hanging in there.  It could probably use a new roof.

And our creepiest structure, the mobile home, is fading into the jungle.  But not fast enough for Jen.

Jen enjoyed her traditional Mother’s Day breakfast in bed.

We took Daisy for a walk in the woods and found this mother of seven plying the swamp.

After years of searching, certain they were beneath our noses, we found morels in the woods.  They say that once you find one, you’ll see them everywhere.  That’s just what happened.  We filled Jen’s hat with them.  Here’s a recipe.

Daisy enjoyed one of the few hours of sunlight we had this weekend.

While Jen was in Boston, Sarah and I made pizza and watched To Catch a Thief.  Also, over the weekend, Sarah more or less learned to play the ukulele.