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The Night Bugs

I love summer on our farm, nearly as much as I love winter. We have entered the days of thunderstorms and humidity, which I adore. The garden is absolutely flourishing and I can almost taste the cucumbers and tomatoes as I vainly check through the leaves each evening. The blueberries are starting to put on hints of powdery blue. The rhubarb is amazing this year. (As I am typing, a rhubarb crisp is bubbling in the oven). The potatoes are blooming and the sweet potatoes are vining like crazy. The watermelon vines are growing at least a foot every day. The corn will be over knee high by the Fourth of July. The pole beans are over my head and baby squash are forming too. The gooseberries are ever so plump this year with so much rain. The lambs and goats sides are bulging from grazing on lush pasture as they head to the barn each evening. The meat birds days are getting shorter and shorter as they will be heading to freezer camp soon.               In the evening we sit out o…

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