Well, here it is 0002 hrs on Monday, the thirtieth day of September in the year of our Lord, 2019. Good morning Gents, and any Ladies that may be about. I am most happy to see that you all are apparently doing well. Yes, I am still picking daisies, rather than pushing them up, but some days are questionable. My old, worn out bod is on strike, but my mind is still mostly all here. I suppose I have no reason for not hanging out here as much as I used to since the company is rather congenial, and I'm spend so much of my time here in this ol' chair - or the other one, or the flat one, between doctor's appointments; just been lazy, I suppose.
Had us a warm summer here in Sin City and environs, but it appears that Fall is falling; heard the returning flocks of geeses, for the first time this year, the other day, and they have been showing up, at least a couple each day for the last few days. They will winter in the ponds and lakes of the local golf courses and "lake" communities, and at Lake Mead, and the other Colorado River environments, then be off again next Spring. There are three "lake golf course communities" within a mile of us in three directions, and a few wetlands preserve projects that have relatively large bodies of water with wetlands flora that are conducive to the geese. It is a pleasure to have them as neighbors for the season. We also turned off the A/C the other day, for the first time since late April, and opened the house up to the outside breezes.
Del, I was so sorry to read of the "crossing" of your Rowdy; that is a hard thing to go through. But,it seems that the new pup is making his own place in your lives, and I am certain that he has a welcoming and loving family in your home.
I chuckled a the pigs and pork stuff. Butchering is not an easy thing to do, done my share, large and small. I used to buy a half of a beef, and a whole hog once in a while, and have them broken down and packed by a local Butcher. He said that if I ran the power company, he would barter with me for them, because he though that climbing wood poles and steel towers, and messing around with thousands of volts was harder than what he did; I concurred, only in the opposite direction.
Well, it is almost 0130 hrs, and I am yawning, so I m going to wander off to the hay loft. I'll be around - until I'm not.
Later.
EP