I was awake before 7 this morning because of all of the buzzing and zipping of the fella below. He has to be out when the sun comes up to take advantage of windless conditions to spray the crops, but I don't mind too much. Early morning wake ups are not a huge price to pay for the privilege of owning our little spot in the country. Even the endless dust doesn't matter so much when I compare it to living in a town in these parts.
I snapped this shot of the crop duster as I was coming back from taking Abby to school earlier. It was barely 8:30 a.m. and already 89 degrees; it's gonna be another hot day here in the Mississippi River delta.
Soon after I got back home I cut up some okra that a friend sent over yesterday. He was fortunate enough to get his garden planted in between the April and May rains, so his is producing cucumbers, peppers, and okra already. This will taste mighty fine at supper one night this week. We've gotten some squash and potatoes from our garden so far and I'm watching and yearning for the first ripe tomato but that will be awhile longer I think.
Time to go do a few chores, give my back a break, and do a few more, and the Beans and Alexis may come by to play today.
Better check the popsicle supply.