Little to report here.Yesterday was golf (bad) in the morning, and on the way home I picked up some corn for dinner at another farm in town, this one Merricks, established in 1741.
Mr. Merrick left us at 90-something, I believe, with little if any family remaining, but someone is keeping things going. The corn has ruined me for grocery store corn.
Our current weather is spectacular, sunny and 70s. Idyllic. Hard to beat a New England summer day.
A large part of the rest of my day was spent on the porch thusly.