Summer at III

Among the bumble-bees in red-top hay, a freckled field of brown-eyed Susans dripping yellow leaves in July,
I read your heart in a book.

From "Adelaide Crapsey" by Carl Sandburg

It is summer at III. The bashful Brown-Eyed Susan is in bloom as well as the Prairie Roses. We spent only part of a day here this past weekend as we were at Too, doing overdue repairs and maintenance. I enjoyed the day at Too but as I cut back grapevine or sprayed poison ivy, my thoughts wandered over here and I wondered how the tomatos were doing, what flowers were in bloom and how is that next project going to turn out.

We soon will have a whole week at III. I'll have my fill, no doubt, of prairie flowers and pioneer ways but for now, my thoughts are of summer days at III.