When Anya and I were harvesting corn today, we found a butterfly on the corn stalks. It seemed like it was drying its wings – slowly flapping as it basked in the sun.
We took an hour to check all the maple buckets before the sap run starts again — and paused to walk in the river, find cool rocks, and try skipping rocks.
We spent some time clearing a path to the maple trees — not wading through privet makes collecting sap a lot easier! Anya found some moss she really liked, and she wants to propagate it in a moist, shady spot by the house.