Must be a storm brewing 30°C and a breeze is picking up. We certainly could use a nice soft shower overnight.
Send silent prayers for no damaging rains. Give the seeds a chance to sprout not wash them out.
Farmer working long and hard, tractor loud in the background, renewing a long retired field. Worked late into the night, back again today. Hopes and dreams lying dormant in the soil. $$$ and especially time, tied up in skill and luck.
Today is the day the big ants are out on mass. Scurrying here in there, searching, searching. One would think from watching they have no where or everywhere to go.
Hummingbird keeps dancing around the spring flowers above my head. He boldly comes close but yet so flighty he eludes my lense.
Now back to reality, it’s nearing supper time.