I toiled all morning as the mosquitoes swarmed. I swatted at bees while a black kitty slalomed between my ankles. I braved the intense heat of the morning sun to collect my prizes. I've worked diligently for the past 50+ days preparing for the harvest. I'm just glad I don't have to be self-sufficient. I'd starve by early next week.
It's 81 degrees. Another 90-ish day with 30% chance of isolated thunderstorms. It rained Thursday night. Hard. For about 10 minutes.