Milkweed is growing along the edge of the fields. I hope the Monarchs will find it. When I was growing up in Vermont it was everywhere, and we used to take it to a cage to watch the cocoons until they hatch and we could free the butterflies. Last year was the first time I had seen it in a long time. There are no chemicals or mono crops on this farm, but if surrounding farms don't let it grow will ours be enough for them to come?
Also possibly found some more edibles. The pignut tree had baby hickory nuts. Now if we can fight the squirrels for them when they are ripe...
And on the way back, a view up the hayfield of the barn and sky.
Then we had to trim the weeds under these small apple trees. They suffered drought and gypsy moths last year. We will have to give them some tender loving care this summer. But it seems a good year so far for the trees. They have saved up energy for fruit. The old pear and both old apples blossomed.
And the little peach tree has fruit again too.
But good farmers (and workers at a job in my case) make bad gardeners sometimes. The kitchen garden on the farm is being ignored. Maybe tomorrow we can tend to the annuals there.
Solstice light lasted late, but that was all for outside chores. Until tomorrow.
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