March 7

I actually went out without my heavy jacket. The few trees that did lose their leaves, are starting to  get them back. The grass is still green. Even with all of this feeling of spring, and the fact that the sun shone most of the day, it spitz. It just can’t be without something falling from the blue sky. My DiL had a lot,and I mean a lot, of manure and wood chips dropped in the front yard. I’m a city girl. Manure smells really like ...really bad. Twice a day, Dixie and I have to pass it going for our walk. We walk way around the pile. The pile is getting smaller. My DiL has her brother working on moving it from there to a protected area. By protected, it is under tarp, to be used at a later date.At one end of PT there is an active paper mill. On beautiful waterfront property. From before land restrictions. We are several miles from it, but when the wind shifts, everyone in town knows which way the wind is blowing. It can last from a few minutes to a couple of hours. Today, I got the paper mill and the manure.

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01.12 | 09:15

Safe travels. See you soon. sally

04.07 | 08:10

I read the last page first too. It’s a family curse.

22.05 | 08:38

so glad youre here mom!

29.08 | 13:45

Don't quite know how this got to me but it was on the top line of my computer (not in email) But I really enjoyed it. I truly admire you.

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