The greatest virtue of man is perhaps curiosity ~Anatole France~



“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” 

-F.Scott Fitzgerald-

Summer is now at full steam.  With all the starts in the ground and all the sown seeds germinated Cheney Farms looks amazing.  The raised beds are packed with sunflowers, lupine, blue bell, fox glove, cactus, cosmos, and an array of herbs.  The grape harbor is vibrant with green leaves and budding grapes.  The orchards' single cherry tree supplied the healthiest crop to date and the apples, pears, and plumbs are well on their way. The gourds and pumpkins are blooming with bursts of orange flowers. I am pleased.

Weekly volleyball games have added a mix of fun and new faces to the workload of life and country living.  The Cheney Rodeo was tranquil with Alice the Powder Hound making an appearance; tail gate down drinking tall cans of Bud with good folks. Weekend trips have gotten me into the high mountains of the Cascades, summiting Rainier and Silver Star, and soon to travel to Montana to climb in the Cabinet Mountains.  I have been exercising daily siestas in the hammock under the grape vines; new lights strewn across the latticework like a French Bistro. The orchard has hosted dinners once again; fresh produce and fruit from the farm. The wood shop and metal shop are slowly being sorted and cleaned for a fall harvest party.  The farm house is full of bright colors; lavender bouquets, lilies, and roses are all in bloom making for an aromatic entrance.

Mother Nature has been kind this year, especially kind to Cheney Farms.  I am thankful.

Hammock siesta under the grape arbor

Bing cherries