Today we got our every-few-weeks Kroger shopping over with.  Always a source of anxiety.  At least most people had masks on.  We’re so conditioned now to dread going out or being around people, I’m not sure we’d know how to return to normal, if we even live to see it.  It’s mind-boggling that so many people are heedless of the risks to themselves and others.

It’s so beastly humid out, between the frequent rains, it’s hard to work outside.  It was raining as I wrote this.  Still, we’ll have to get out tomorrow  and mow down the hayfield that is our yard, before it rains some more, and we need a baler.  Meanwhile, her majestic majesty Misu basks on my windowsill, dreaming of critters.

Here are some flowers with a bee and a couple of butterflies.  There were at least half a dozen species on the zinnias while I watched.  They’re so intent on nectar at this point, they just pose for me.  I envy their ability to hang out socially as usual, oblivious to COVID.