Since then the temperatures and humidity have increased dramatically.
Now the ground is dried out, the grazed pastures aren't recovering and my garden is wilting. We need rain!
The herd has grazed down all the fields. Their hay field is ready to be baled and I hope the haying equipment gets here soon to do it, before the cows figure out a way to get into it.
The girls are busy every day scavenging any tasty green morsal they find.
I hope the thunderstorms that are predicted for later today bring some rain.
The hillsides are dry, but green.
I actualy never thought the snow would ever melt....
In the evenings as the sun sets, the Whipporwills sing in harmony with the crickets and night birds.
At 9 pm the Fireflys light up the fields and the trees like mini christmas lights.
June is wonderful.
Now lets hope for a little rain to make my pole beans happy.
