It’s a steamy jungle out there in the rain, but this may be the last of the 90s streak (don’t quote me on that).  I set up my “irrigation system” (an extended hose) in the field, in preparation for installing all the native wildflowers.  Misu inspected my boardwalk.  The ravens lurked nearby.  A hummer buzzed me.  I keep finding new little native tree saplings coming up out there.  I have hopes for my “meadow” come spring.