It's uppy, uppy time!

it's morning on the prairie...and the corn is kissed with dew...and the grass...and my toes...

the last few rains have really laid down the hydrangea...but they are still so beautiful!

this was mosquitoville this morning...didn't linger here very long...

I found a little guy on the rose of sharon...it is full of buds...

and the sun hadn't quite reached the corn and beans...

the sun it trying to pop over the shed...early morning walks and late night walks are the best...when everything is sleepy and quiet except the birds singing in the mornings and later in the summer, the crickets chirping in the night...

this morning I thought of my grandpa Bee as I walked...today was his birthday...I haven't had him for 20 years now...and that we only had 26 years here...and that he's waiting for me...no matter how long it takes...he had a gentle, calm patience with little feet that doddled along...