I was priviledged to care for my best friend, until she passed away. Her mom had died the year before, and I had her stuff at my house, along with my friend's stuff. It was a LOT of stuff. Been donating, giving to friends and just throwing out for over three years. Saturday I hit the downstairs bedroom. Found more stuff. Lottsa family pics and such. I need to get this 'stuff' down to her uncles in Maryland. Family stuff should stay in the family. Especially pictures.
Farmer is hauling pig-poop today from the neighbors. It's liquid....brings tears to your eyes. Now, I'm no prude; born and raised on a farm, love the smell of a barn, especially a milk house, cow manure, silage, etc, etc, but, THIS stuff is wicked! Hope he's spreading it on the upper field far my house.
We've been blessed with lotsa storms of late, some short, intense, downpours. All is appreciated, for sure. Sunny today, but not as humid. Still think I'll turn the A/C back on for the dogs. Poor Coco is suffering with alergies and hot spots and the A/C seems to keep her more comfortable.
Gotta an email from a former co-worker informing me another co-worker passed at 55. Nice lady, a wonderful person, self-taught artist. I was always gonna get her to do a pic of this house when I got it to where I wanted it. Too late, eh?
I love this house, this setting, this area. I tell people that 'once Dad is gone, maybe I'll sell out and buy a motor home'. But, I know in my heart of hearts, I couldn't leave this house. It's so quiet here, and, I'm among like-minded people. This area is still country and as long as that doesn't change, I'll stay around. Besides, I could travel with the 3 dogs, but 5 cats? I don't think so! Gotta go, fix breakfast or is it brunch?