A short (for me) haircut, and a stroll through my favorite thrift store. Took a walking stick and went down to the pond, looking for the last bits of tansy ragweed to cut. The paths that DW mowed just a month ago are already growing over with blackberries. A long e-mail chat with my best friend, catching up on our separate lives, and planning a get-together. Talking about orchards and bumper fruit crops, and what to do with all those tomatoes took me back a lot of years.
Summer on the farm... there's no place I rather be.