Mid-Summer Waxing Honey Flow Moon
Our new pack Kona, Vega, Rigel + Gertie has begun to calm down. There are fewer tense circling moments, fewer snaps and growls. Life with dogs has its rhythms, just like life with 
humans. Vega, our biggest girl, lays on the window seat, tail thumping, watchful, inviting me to come down and sit beside her, enjoy a moment of relaxation with her. She is a great role model for relaxation. The 4th of July fireworks season has moved into the past, or the future, and Rigel no longer barks at the night sky.
Our tiered perennial garden and its brick patio have gotten neglected in our push toward the orchard, vegetables and bees. It was my focus for so long and now it grows on its own, almost, with little help from either of us. It looks that way, too. I began this morning a three or four day project to clean it up, weed it, mulch it, arrange and clean up the furniture and potting bench. This involved, today, pulling the lovely green chive like grass that volunteers everywhere, then putting down a heavy blanket of birch leaves, sweeping the bricks and clearing litter off tables and benches, killing weeds growing in the brick crevices and emptying old pots into the compost.
There’s still plenty to do and I’ll get on with that tomorrow.
