I'm almost asleep already

I made the dubious decision to invite some friends over for dinner tonight. They have hosted us several times in the last few months, but I haven't reciprocated because our house is not fit for visitors, since the puppies have staged a coup and are ruling with an iron fist. An iron fist that smells a lot like pee. Fortunately, these are very, very good friends, who also adopted one of the puppies and are also farmers, so they will not judge me. Nevertheless, I have spent many hours over the last couple of days trying to make it look less like a homeless camp in here. All that is the preface for my very boring post, because I am exhausted already and they won't even be here for three more hours.

One of my favorite things about our farm is the path up to the barn, especially this time of year, when the heuchera are blooming.

Here it is from the top going down.

Behind the barn we have these lovely yellow flowers, planted by the previous owner. I can't remember what they are called, but I love them.

This one is just waking up, and if you turn it sideways, it looks like a shy fairy with very big hair.

This is one of my top three favorite hostas. I have six or seven, so top three doesn't mean as much as you might think. Don't tell the hosta or it will give in to the slugs out of despair.

I will leave you with another reflection from yesterday. I am having trouble typing because of all the blackberry clipping I did yesterday, so I think I need to give my hands and wrists a break!

Be well, everyone, and I apologize for my uninspired post. Some days it's harder than others to be creative.