OK, well the chickens hate the lawn mower. That is a relative understatement of the year. Dam things took off and we had free range game for the hour... They all decided it was not a good place to be on the "Other side of the fence" , similar to living on the other side of the tracks in life. They returned to the gate... Fast!
Kids well they are all gone for fathers day. My boys are in Mass... Grampa's house. Step son is with his father where he should be, he will always be a father never a Dad. Big difference there in case any of you question what the difference is...
Stacy, she is working tomorrow or out with friends. 18 and free! I remember those days.
I suspect I will get up and cook French Toast for breakfast for everyone. Maybe go play in my barn for a while, look at a used Lawn tractor down the road...
I have committed myself to this year working on my undergraduate degree in History and UNH. I need to spike my mind... I may have finally figured out what I want to do at 40... Ending some year in a PH.D. in Biblical History, then teach Theology at a University. I should get there all at about 50... They I can be that old crotchety professor everyone hates... Hahahahhaa
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