Rainy days in August are extremely rare but here we are. Must have been some temporary breakdown in our standard weather pattern. Not that the corn doesn’t need some more moisture. I am a total cornhead this time of year, just ask My Rebecca. Corn is my world. And gang we are getting so close to opening day on that.
I have to tear myself away from that and get my studies done for my Bible class tomorrow. I need to pray about it and tie up my grab bag of random thoughts and put them in order. I’ll have to admit that this ins’t the easiest chapter that I have ever covered. But I have a whole day, a rainy day.
In local news we have a construction project happening along the trail here. It is located next to our wood shop next door at Wiley’s. His good friend James (The Most Interesting Man In the World in Training) is building a “tiny house”. And of course we are all lending a hand. It is an 8×28 foot structure on a trailer base so it can be moved around. You can’t miss this when you walk the trail. You’ll be able to yell comments over the fence. “Hey, you missed a nail” or “Here, let me hold your beer.”
Charlie and Nick, guys that walk here came and spent hours weed whacking and trimming the greenery back along the trail. So, it is looking pretty civilized. All waiting on you to get here for the Veranda gathering.
OK, I have to evacuate the area, the phonograph with the inane kid songs is being fired up. OK, off I go to my day. Inane loves, Felipé.