Our friend, Vanilla, started it when he posted a satellite pic of his neighborhood.  That was interesting and I made a mental note to do a similar post.

I don’t know how you handle mental notes to yourself, but I will surely misfile or forget most every attempt.  An hour later will likely find me several layers deep in distractions.

On Saturday, Sharkey did a similar post.  Before it escapes me again, I’m going to try to follow in the footsteps of these friends.

Our neighborhood as seen by the circling buzzards

Dirt roads form the North and West boundaries of our homestead.  The house and garage have red steel roofs.  Beacon Bay Farm and Kennel (home to Meghan and Kurt) is in the upper right.  The farm in the lower left is home to Bob and Rosemary.  (Bob raises beef cattle and makes hay from what used to be our lower lawn.)  Hubert and Joyce live at the bottom center.  He raises a few chickens these days.

These are some of the best neighbors we have ever had.  That is wonderful!

Having to travel dirt roads means we despair of ever having clean cars for more than a few hours.  That’s not so great, but it also means we don’t have a lot of traffic zipping by our country home.

The forecasters tell us to expect hot weather this week.  The lawn has turned from lush green and is beginning to brown.  You’d think it was summer . . .  Oh!  Yes.  It is summer.