We bought a lot of plums and plumcots at the Elmwood farmers market on Saturday.

Some were too ripe and started to get fruit flies and smell like alcohol but like Honey Badger, basra don't give a shit.

He tore through rose thorns to get to them and ate a yellow jacket along with the plum by accident.

Its delicious and nutritious.

So many birthdays in one month.

I'd be scared to be a worm around Jabe.

A week of wonderful weather until the last day. We left just in time for the rain to start. This is the last blur of the green forest surrounding Jabe before we pulled away. The speed of the shot and blurriness almost make it look like a painting.