The picture above shows two of my grandsons, Einstein and Kevman, ‘planting’ garden. We had a good time, found some worms, got some taters and onions in the ground.
Between a visit from some of the grandkids, an unseasonably vicious ice-storm, and two days with only intermittent power resulting from said ice-storm, my Friday post this week is going to be
lame short and sweet.
Imagine my delight when I stumbled across this clip that proves there are some other ol’ gals out there in the country who look just as ridiculous as I do lurching along at high-speed after a rototiller. (And I’m not even racing mine, just having my normal rototilling experience. I often use the fence for a brake. )
Until next time, God bless all y’all.