Spinning the midsummer honey…and enjoying a bit of the comb.

She’s stuck in that mud. I may face a bit of a mess later, but at least that will glue her in place and keep her off the round bales for a while….

Ummm…somehow, the words “Get down from there RIGHT NOW!” just don’t strike me as being appropriate (or safe) for this particular moment.

Thanks to Mom’s garlic cultivation, the tomato sauce I must now prepare to can should be pretty spectacular…