It was a beautiful day, but interesting. I had a fight with some wasps. They were dead-set against me getting my string trimmer out of the barn. I won the war, but took a couple of stings. I loath wasps.
When I’m done trimming I always feel like I was fighting with a bush and it exploded on me. I have some trails that I can’t get any kind of mower down though.
The rest of these pictures were taken this week. The captions will explain.