Social Distancing: pro-level.

Montana, land of many greens. Even the fresh white snow at Bridger Pass ended in steeps of bright green tundra.
E muscles up for mowing.
This section alone will take 2 hours, with E and I each running a mower.
Grass on a gentle hill is taller in full sun, when popping mower-wheelies (for the first pass).
We finished up as an evening rain storm blew through and cooled things down.
Could have used a swather…
I still need to mow underneath the truck…
Every afternoon a storm blows in.
The Iris are still in bloom.
Iris bed put in this spring with Bright Road purples and a few surprise Boulder hybrids.
Deer beds have all been removed, as humans reclaim the yard.
A marshy bit of creek begins to flow faster.
Footbridge falls.
Crystal clear cascades adds a bright voice.
Lots of spring iris transplants are blooming on the hillside bed. It’s a bit wild and crazy, but not too weedy compared to the usual mess.

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