Home again, home again, jiggedy-jig. Ate a breakfast of pancackes and sausage cooked by our daughter; bought gasoline in northeast Alabama for $3.89 a gallon (name brand, too); spent nearly four hours driving through beautiful farm country with green hills for a backdrop, punctuated by an occasional herd of cattle or a shimmering lake; picked up Jethro from his favorite doggie dude ranch; unpacked the car; retrieved the mail from the neighbor across the street; waved to a neighbor from two blocks down the hill as he flew past on his green motorcycle and honked; dumped 1.7 inches of liquid sunshine out of the backyard rain gauge; spent some time catching up on my reading of other people’s blogs; played a game of Scrabble with Ellie.
God’s in His heaven, all’s right with the world.
Today is St. Swithin’s Day and I don’t even care.
Tomorrow could be an altogether different experience. Carpe diem, that’s the ticket!
Hello, world! This blog began on September 28, 2007, and so far nobody has come looking for me
with tar and feathers.
On my honor, I will do my best not to bore you. All comments are welcome
as long as your discourse is civil and your language is not blue.
Happy reading, and come back often!
And whether my cup is half full or half empty, fill my cup, Lord.
Copyright 2007 - 2024 by Robert H.Brague
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Welcome back! Gasoline price at the "cheap" place is $4.03 for regular today. I am SO glad I'm retired and don't have to drive to work every day.
ReplyDeleteHmmm, and I don't know anything about St. Swithun's day. I guess I'll have to go to Wikipedia.
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