We climbed up out of the valley and stood on a little overlook that is above a small pasture where a young milk cow is pastured.
Across the garden we could see the apiary, where bee hives are kept behind a fence that is surrounded by an electric fence to keep bears out.
And at the bottom right is a single stem of the hay that is currently rolled up in the big white rolls.
Back at home Jesse slept away the afternoon in his own pool of sunlight. And on the right is my African bug hat with its insect-chasing pom-poms.