We woke up early yesterday supported by the hour time change between central time and eastern time and made our way home. Today it is only Monday
and it already seems like a long week. Not only our racist president but out road, our breakwall, …
I put some beans in the crockpot. I want to make Mamaw’s beans with pepper hash.
Our road is a private road. That means that the owners are responsible for maintenance and repairs. Thankfully, maybe, Fred takes on this
responsibility. He’d arranged for a couple of loads of gravel to be delivered and spread -- thankfully because for now, the road reminds me of a mogul course. It is bad. Thankfully, this time really, Fred also takes care of having the road plowed during the
winter. Of course we aren’t here so we wouldn’t worry about it one way or the other. So, for today at least, my biggest concerns in the holes.
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| Captain Grandpa and Jonas playing ball. |
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