It's the height of wildflower season here in north Idaho. The weather is finally moderating and we're having warm temps, so the flowers are popping like crazy. (So are the weeds in the garden - see below.)
These are daisies, my all-time, hands-down, bar-none favorite flower (they were even in my wedding bouquet). What a blessing to be surrounded by them this time of year!
The mix in our orchard/garden area - hawkweed, daisy, clover.
See all the pretty yellow flowers? Ug - every last one is western hawkweed, a nasty invasive species that takes over pastures and renders them inedible for livestock unless controlled. When we first arrived in Idaho, it was mid-June and I thought the yellow fields were breathtakingly beautiful. They're still breathtaking, but now I know better.
Temporarily bucketing the first batch of wheat out of the freezer. Some neighbors are planning on getting some 55-gallon food-grade barrels and said they'd bring a couple extra for us as well, and we'll store the wheat in those. Meanwhile, buckets work fine.
Lap dog in training.
Sacked out on Older Daughter's bed. What a life.
Younger Daughter found this outside a dumpster, being thrown away. We'll take it in to a sewing machine repair place and see if it can be fixed up. A superficial examination makes us think it's not in too bad a shape. Wow, what a find!
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore!"
My efforts at weed control. My garden may not be growing well thanks to our chilly wet spring, but it won't grow at all unless I get a handle on the weeds. It's such a massive task that I portioned off sections using rods in order to weed one section at a time. It's slow but at least I'm making progress.
Lots of worms, which is a good sign. (Sorry for the blurry image.)
Little by little.