Got up about 6:30. Drank coffee on the deck until after 8. Went to the club and shot three rounds of clays with a bunch of other old guys. On the way home, hit the liquor store for rum, the feed store for bird food, and the grocery for this and that. Got home and had home-grown spaghetti squash with homemade tomato sauce with deer sausage. Took a walk around the yard. Took a nap.

Drinking coffee again…..

Toughest job I’ve ever had.


What fresh Hell is this?