I am back in Bugsville this week, farmsitting. The wonderful thing about doing it at this time of year? No bugs! Or hardly any. It’s a magnificent place to be for 6-8 weeks of the year. Today the dogs and I took a walk over the hill. You will see the border collie, and Maggie the poodle, who you may remember riding in the bike basket back in the spring. The little, plump, brown poodle who thinks he’s a Rottweiler is not shown in the pictures, but he was there.
New England Aster.
Who lives here? Do they eat acorns?
We’ll do the other half tomorrow.