Psalm 90:10, "The length of our days is seventy years—or eighty if we are strong.... |
Yes, It is me, I am still here. It is a typical April for me, fighting Alligators up to my arm pits, with Wild Dogs nipping at my heels. yes April has been April. We did get back from up north where I did get work on the line fence done. I know I was busy, but right now I can not remember what I all did. It was a lot of small jobs to get ready for the growing season up there. Back down here I now have the peas and shallots planted. I have been digging and weeding perennials here. We will take some north for planting there. We were going to go up north next week but that has taken a change. I will be helping my brother set up his garage sale. He recently moved to a senior living village. And he has things that have to go. He needs help as he is blind and his wife is not healthy. He lives about 2 hours away from me. The alligators will now be waiting for me when I do get back to the north woods. I have put some real time into getting ready to do Flea Markets. I am sure glad I do not work by the hour. Our first market is Sunday May 2nd. it looks like the weather will cooperate. I hope the buyers will, My garage needs to clear some space. They, The buyers should cooperate as I only sell good stuff at a cheap prices. On a lighter note I did get my new Kayak out for the first and second time. It just fits into the van, I had to take the front set arm rests off to get it in. It is that close not fitting. It worked well, But I will have a learning curve with using it. I did not get skunked, but no meal of fish either. The water is still cold. I will not get out again out again soon. The Wild Dogs won't let me. But I love April and I give God Thanks for every day that I am able to be out and active. I am very fortunate. I will write again as soon as the Wild Dogs let me. Have Blessed Weekend |