Steve, your temps are on route to South-est, central-est Wisconsin. This weekend we have predictions of 90's with upper 90's possible for Sunday.
I found several chickens in my garden -- digging up plants and eating strawberries.

Visitors last evening must have left the gate slightly ajar.
Walking with Spouse, I found a butternut. HUH?

My last butternut tree died out in a blaze of mushrooms almost 10 years ago.

Could the nut casings still be laying around after all this time?

Now I suspect I have one of the few butternut trees (as yet) unaffected by blight in South-est, central-est Wisconsin -- a volunteer sapling from the original trees that's now big enough to be setting fruit.

Yea!

I love butternuts.
And all this time I've thought the tree was an ash from the Arbor Day Foundation.
I also found that two of the three mountain laurels I'd purchased for Spouse -- during my plant buying bus tour when the Eskimo Maple was obtained -- are still alive and one is blooming! For some reason I thought they had all died.

Happy dance!
I got my last fuchsia planted in a hanging basket and I made a planter of begonia tubers I'd purchased earlier this spring. Baby steps, but steps forward indeed.