My sister and her son left a little while ago. We had a blast. We made pesto for the freezer (lots of it). We made THE SAUCE. She rescued a chicken from The Yellow Dog's mouth. We re-queened a bee hive (I injured the queen accidently a couple of weeks ago and she obviously didn't recover). We chatted. She cleaned my kitchen. She cleaned my kitchen. I shared half of the pesto, sauce, cucumbers, tomatoes, zinnias, and anything else she wanted. Did I mention she cleaned my kitchen. Do I have a great sister or what?
Sister visits are one of the best things about Summer. Maybe she'll come back in a week or two when the peas are ready.