I could feel it in the air this morning. A more humid, warmer, summer-like air. The barn swallows and rose-breasted grosbeaks just got back from their summer homes. It's been awhile since I've had the woodstove running much above idle, even at night. Generally every year the last day I have a fire in the stove for the season (until the nights start to get cool in late August/early September) is Memorial Day weekend. It's funny how the weather works out pretty close to the same every year.
I'm starting to think about Morel mushrooms and fishing now!
- Quads, hailing from Grand Marsh Observatory atop Elk Castle Hill
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