1st mow of the season

We could use a bailer!  Actually we could use a nice young person who wants to earn mowing $$’s.

Had to mow before we set things out for the Villagewide Garage Sales this weekend.  I question if we will ever get things set up for this sale.

Flowering vines have shot up.  1st asparagus pick happened. Had to plant the lettuce and spinach in large planters to keep them away from the rabbits.

Half finished projects are all over.  If we died tomorrow, our children would be snowed under with half finished things.

Maybe we’ll get lucky, and a nice guy who knows and enjoys projects will come along and make us an offer we can’t refuse for this place.  We’d be able to leave behind a garage full of already purchased supplies.  

While I’m on the wishful thinking end of things, perhaps there’s someone out there in need of an expedition with 290,000 miles on it or a 350 dually.. sigh, the man will shoot me when he reads this and complain about me trying to get rid of his toys.

I can smell supper.  Hopefully, it will be ready when the man returns from the store.  We’ve had a long day but productive.

Yesterday late afternoon as I drove N on I35, in Missouri, a little white coup with Colorado plates zoomed past and in a blink of an eye was nothing but a dot in the distance. That car was moving!  45 mins to an hour later, we noticed a MO State Trooper had stopped him.  We continued our journey N.  Just a few miles S of Des Moine, IA, I noticed headlights coming up quickly. Lo and behold the little white coup from CO pasted us again.  Seriously?!  Must not have learned a thing was my thought.  We continued N bound on I35 passing thru DSM and Ames when who was once again along the side of the road in front of flashing red and blue lights. Almost immediately, I thought to myself , ” He got caught again,” deserves whatever he gets. Today, I ponder my quick judgment, relating it to how very many times God has caught me in the same day speeding to get to heaven, hoping no one notices I’m not following the rules as I go. Always with the thought, I’ll deal with the rule breaking if/when I get caught and hope God understands when I get there.