burn the böggie-man

because otherwise summer won't come. We country folk know how seasons work!

This blip needs a song and I think this one is a good accompaniment. Maybe I'll take the chickens along next year.

By the way, for those who asked: the flags in my garden are known as "Bali flags" and that's all I know about them. And, as for the perspective, I was lying at the foot of the little hill on our lawn.