One More Time
I can only hope that there is just one more time of having to bundle up for a walk. Even the Canadian geese are all humped up as they are scavenging the 2018 fall bean field. Raw winds with humidity make it feel like it could snow. Once it warms up, I need to switch out the bright yellow winter coat for my safety vest. Can never be too careful as I see many people on their phones or not having their headlights on in the rains.
The afternoon went quickly as it was intense. Yes . . . Stauffer Avenue does have and does invite challenges that seem to make time stand still. Positive results always makes the investment of energy and time worthwhile.
Tomorrow . . . hopefully . . . Dennis gets his little red pickup back. Dennis’ daughter Sandy needed to borrow wheels after she had hit a deer last week. Tomorrow we will find out if her car could be repaired or if she will be driving a new vehicle. Sure am happy I don’t have to make a choice for a change in vehicles. The 1999 Lincoln Town Car is a part of the family.
I have no idea what Sunday will hold. It most likely is best that way. No preconceived ideas.