Taking a country drive on this emotional date…feeling safe, free, privileged in our small corner of the world. Here the apple trees grow row on row..

..the blueberries as well.

..and Frank and I have our own rows to pick. (we could have “rows” over disagreements..you have to love the strange English language).  In the hot sun, the sun that has shone on us all summer!

The views on the way home let us know that the sun was going to be departing…and after this dry summer, we along with everyone else, can only hope it foreshadows rain. But sometimes it can all  blow over…like rows.  (pun intended)