Serenade to summer

My, June zoomed by like a pesky fly. As it has been the hottest and driest on record here, good riddance – and may the rest of the summer go as fast!

Brian's violin lesson yesterday may well be his last until August (unless we don't go to Cowboy Campmeeting, and no, the final decision has still not been made on that). I recorded part of a lovely, slow Bach movement Brian and his teacher played; it seems a fitting serenade for the dog (cat?) days of summer.


Or maybe these should be called the "squirrel days of summer." This cutie was dining at a feeder outside the violin teacher's house.

That's it for now from . . .