Stuffy nose allergies, or tummy version? I hope you aren't getting the cough/sinus virus.
Dad had a weather headache last night--- it rained all this morning, cloudy drizzle in aft. Wind is picking up---we are in for a stormy night.
Anyway, I'm sorry you are sickish. Please feel better. Nashville must be blooming now?
We are getting bees again, from a guy named Bill. He is visualizing coming to care for them and sitting on the hay rake seat and eating an apple from the orchard. I told him to feel free, and enjoy himself while here.
I spread 8 cart loads of aged chicken manure under the newly pruned trees yesterday, so I am glad it is getting rained in. You know you are over the flu when you can shovel poop.
The Monty Playhouse chicken house is beyond repair, having rotted from the bottom up. I wish Ron could come over and help me tear it down. The peach tree ( the Ruth and Ron tree transplanted from the blueberry patch right before your wedding) is in front of it, so the house can't be dragged away--- it will have to be taken apart piece by piece so the tree doesn't get damaged. That tree had bushels of peaches on it last year, and is worth far more than the Monty shed. It is a double trunk. I think of you both whenever I see it.
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Dear Ruth,
Stuffy nose allergies, or tummy version? I hope you aren't getting the cough/sinus virus.
Dad had a weather headache last night--- it rained all this morning, cloudy drizzle in aft. Wind is picking up---we are in for a stormy night.
Anyway, I'm sorry you are sickish. Please feel better. Nashville must be blooming now?
We are getting bees again, from a guy named Bill. He is visualizing coming to care for them and sitting on the hay rake seat and eating an apple from the orchard. I told him to feel free, and enjoy himself while here.
I spread 8 cart loads of aged chicken manure under the newly pruned trees yesterday, so I am glad it is getting rained in. You know you are over the flu when you can shovel poop.
The Monty Playhouse chicken house is beyond repair, having rotted from the bottom up. I wish Ron could come over and help me tear it down. The peach tree ( the Ruth and Ron tree transplanted from the blueberry patch right before your wedding) is in front of it, so the house can't be dragged away--- it will have to be taken apart piece by piece so the tree doesn't get damaged. That tree had bushels of peaches on it last year, and is worth far more than the Monty shed. It is a double trunk. I think of you both whenever I see it.
Thunder. Signing off now.
Love, mom xoxoxo
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