I have no idea why they are hanging out together, but this pic makes me happy.
It’s raining and thundering. My little corn may get big enough to eat.
Tom L just phoned to say he’s picking up my fish. The biggest sockeye run in a century is happening and I’m not missing it. I’m getting 5 salmon, if the First Nations fisherfolk who will be catching it have a good day. Apparently it’s going to come already gutted, which is awesome if true.
Thinking about church non stop. BUT I am thinking about what I can do, not what ought to happen, and that is making it easier.
Pork tenderloin in a cream garlic sauce, steamed carrots and fresh Chilliwack corn for a late dinner.
Jeff was talking about this kind of computing last night. It’s spooky to see how far it’s come.
