Mt. Hood is still Mt. Hood, but a little less snowy. Grasses are growing, and waving and drying and flowers wild and cultivated are blooming and being plucked during warm sunny days.
Trees are growing in all sorts of fantastic shapes and patterns in the nurseries that surround us. Sheep and goats rest in the shade.
And little Grand Girls and their mom delight in the cool water spray from the garden hose, while I snap some photos of them, knit one more row on a blue dishcloth, and wave at my youngest little Grand, Joy, and she waves back at me.
High summer delights, indeed!
What are your delights these days?