The morning glory in bloom took me by surprise when I came around the corner one morning. I have planted sweetpeas and poppies in with it so there will be a pretty wall of scent and colour ... someday.

We have not kept up with our garden weeds very well so I commissioned Kurt to come and help. He put in four hours and there is still a long way to go.

Last night Scott came home from work so sore he actually called ahead to ask me to run a bath that would be ready for him. When I went back to Golden Grain Farm to pull more weeds, he asked me to check the electric fencer and make sure the cows, calves and bull were not in the neighbours' pea crop again. This way he wouldn't have to go himself, as the chickens went to the Hutterite colony to meet their destinies on Wednesday morning. No more birds to feed and water twice a day.

To see the cattle, I had to look out behind the barn just as the sun was going down.

Back here at home, tonight, I am glad to get indoors. It's not cooled off yet, and after a couple hours bending and kneeling in the garden, it feels great to lie on the loveseat and gaze into a peaceful clean kitchen.