This week I was reminded that our best laid plans and schedules can change suddenly.
It was my turn I guess and Covid came knocking at my door.
It’s been a rough few days, but feeling better.
I’ve enjoyed creating a photo journal of my summer and garden. But the garden is slowing down, withering, this last heat finishing off the zucchini, the beans. Well it might have been partly my neglect, who can garden when you are sick.
But here’s a couple pictures from this past week. Here’s to the close of summer!

Friday night walk on the rail trail

Sunset near our home