Only a twist of his cat neck and Toby easily turns his world on its head. I do Tai Chi just to keep my feet on the ground; nevermind, that rubberband spine stuff.

The porch screen door is in John's fix-it shop, so Toby has been cleaning up on insects flitting around. This one got out of his reach.

     Aidan complains to his mom, "I ache all over".

     Wendy says, "Well, what were you doing today?"

     Aidan answers, "Soccer bicycles, but I'm used to them."

     Well," she asks, "how many today?"

     "Fourteen or fifteen."

In case you forgot what a soccer bicycle looks like...

Aidan is a great coach and has taught me many moves and strategies. I remain unteachable on this soccer move since all you'd hear is splat and the ambulance bringing the gurney.

Cello is getting better and better for Aidan. He has just begun working on the first few measures of this Saint-Saens Cello Concerto. He plans to have it completed in 2 1/2 years for his repertoire. He says it's OK to share this beginning.

The last goat birthing of this spring took place three days ago. Jasmine gave birth to her little kidlet...

Meet "Nightengale".
That means there has been a baby goat now A-N in the alphabet. I wanted to name her "Netflix" but nobody else did.

Aidan plays among the goats. This one loves him...




Keoni has only the rest of this week until he is off to Kennedy Center for a month of orchestra and ensemble. He has friends from other summers and Tucson going there, too. In the meantime, he and Peter a neighbor who's home from DePauw where he pursues cello, got together with Seth who is a pianist playing at church and also accompanies Keoni. Seth is promoting some music youth artists to do some summer events on Saturday evenings at the church.

Peter, Keoni, Seth at Sunday's service.

The grass is growing like mad. The family takes turns on the John Deere as do hundreds all around us.

Wendy's turn.

Various walks around the property yield ever-interesting, ever-changing minutiae and a slice of wonderment...

Checking out the wood for new bows and arrows.

Keoni snaps the pasture grasses and the day.

Aidan examines a grasshopper.

The boys pointed out poison ivy vining up a tree. Whew! 

I don't know what these are. Aidan said he ate one and they taste terrible.

Our friend, the onion, going to seed was among countless others in the fields this spring.

This morning is as beautiful as any morning can be. An eagle flew over twice.