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| Louisiana February |
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| Louisiana February |
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| Puppy and his Grampa |
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| Puppy and his Grampa |
There is nothing quite as satisfying as weed-wacking and hosing off the weed wacker when you have gone through both batteries and wiping your hands on your clothes. I just enjoy it - work, yes, but in particular wiping my dirty hands on my pants. What the heck is wrong with me? Is that atavistic? Perhaps. But it feels refreshing and no one is scolding you because you're old enough to know better. You do know better but don't give a damn because you're the one who will wash the clothes anyway. I may just have to go out and work in some mud and do it again. That was pleasurable. No wonder kids like sand piles, puddles, sticks and stones, hiding behind skinny trees and playing with puppies. It's all good. It seems especially good when there's no one around to give a damn about what you're doing. What kid would ever want his Mom and Dad always seeing what he's up to? Such freedom to act is good for the soul and the mind too.
P&D's Pop decided he wanted to take Daytona to South Park for a walk so I got a chance to tag along! Not many birds but a few flowers for photos and a puppy with His Grampa! Just watched my UCONN men get whipped by Cincinnati; it's been a bad year.
The man we bought the house from stopped by today because he had a package that for some strange reason is going to be sent to this address! P&D's Pop took his number and will call him when it comes in. He lives in Walker now and their condo wasn't caught in the August flood. He said he came by to make sure our home was okay after the flooding. Nice man. We also found out where our septic goes - not where it was supposed to go which is out front into our ditch! Yay on him. He had a friend who put it across the circle into a drainage ditch that ends up going to Brown Road. We are really lucky he was able to do that!
Time for supper.
Quote: You are tried alone; alone you pass into the desert; alone you are sifted by the world. ___F.W. Robertson
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