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Psalm 90:10, "The length of our days is seventy years—or eighty if we are strong.... |
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Three Score and Ten the Introduction, Well here we go, After 50 years I am going to take another attempt at writing. The first time was the Palmer writers correspondence school in 1969. The writing will be not a book that will be written with the idea of being published, But will be a writing of thoughts unencumbered by possible publishing and monetary gain. This writing will be a hybrid of Journal and Reminisce. It is important to me that the writings are my true thoughts at the time, not influenced by any factor. The writing will try to explain how a 70 year old white, male USA citizen now relates to today's world. Is every oldest generation lost in their own world, that they aged into? What do I see, and feel as I age farther. I know I am not normal as in what this world today would consider normal. But I hope I am in the ball park writing the thoughts of a 70 year old. I hope for you to learn to know who I am, As I search for Who I am at 70+ This work will carry on until I am no longer able to think or write. This will be done on a nearly daily writing interwoven with a life's reminiscing. This writing has been in the planning for 10 plus years. and I have now made it to this starting point. This writing is dedicated to My Wife The Kitten, My family, My grand children, Lukas, Levi, Luis, Lydia and Sonora Pearl. I thank you God that you have allowed me to have your Three Score and Ten Time. |
| It looks like I have an earlier opportunity to write, It is close to 6:00pm and it is still too hot to pick Strawberries. They the strawberries are fading fast. It will be a short picking season here. What we had early was very nice. The picking will start in the north soon. We will leave for the north early on Monday. That is not my normal but I want to get back here on Thursday. We stayed here this week thinking the roofer would make an appearance like he said. It was dry and some what cooler. He did not get here. So we will have a lot to do when we get to the north. At this time I feel I have lost my focus on why I write this blog journal. That focus needs to be on writing to you my Grand Sons and daughters. You my grandsons and daughters are my legacy and the legacy of all of our ancestors. I am writing to you so you will know who and what I was. And that may help you know and your offspring know who you are and why. Grandfathers and great grandfathers are your bridge to the past and your past now gone family. I need to feel I have left you something of importance, more important the material things. You Grands are the sparkle left in my eyes. You my children will never know how important the grandkids are until you have your own. I am going to be happy to see some of you this weekend. I have seen you little in the last 18 months. I am afraid a so called zoom just does not do it for me. At this moment in time I feel some what down and introverted. I get that way when I do not hear the dogs barking. When I can slow up a bit. Maybe that is why I say so busy. I am scared to stop. If I stop then what, I do not know what to do in that case. I have run so long that to stop is like being a fish out of water. For me it is good to hear the dogs somewhat even if faintly. The sun is going down so I should be now able to pick strawberries. To all have a Blessed Evening and Grand Sons close that Chicken House door. |
It is nearly 8:00 pm and I am just now getting to writing an entry. I was going to do this this morning. We are so dry I spend a lot of time watering the vegetable garden and flowers. The garden does look good no big failings yet. We were going to go north this week but we are staying here for the garage roofer to get here and do his roofing. He cancelled out today, a cooler day. He is having truck problems. I am beginning to think I bet on the wrong horse. The roof is not leaking, but I need to coordinate all of the summers activities and still get the roof done. As for our last Sunday Flea Market it was a good day. All went well, we sold some things. We set up and pulled down without any fire works, always a good thing. But I sure get tired. This spring and it is still spring has been difficult, and it should not be. It seems like I am out of sync with my work. The days are slipping past me. I have always worked to accomplish something positive every day. But that is getting more difficult. Maybe it is the early heat and dryness. I was fearful of a Hot dry spring summer all last winter. A hot dry weather pattern is the worst for me. I hope the roofer shows up tomorrow. He is not a young man. I do not envy him roofing in this weather. I should not be too bad tomorrow. The I need to do some weeding in the morning. I was hoping to fish in the later afternoon, evening if it is not too warm. We shall see. I have not been fishing for a few weeks now, Too busy, and too hot. I hope to go again soon. I must have a hay field for a yard up north. We need to get up there early next week. Have a Blessed Evening, I am starting to ramble |
| Three Score and Ten + Day 297 Hello, It's me again after a week. We have had a very active week. getting ready in the heat for the Sunday Flea Market. We had a successful Market and we did sell some things. Then we hustled up north on Monday and started the planting potatoes process and finished at 11;00 on Tuesday. We planted 20 pounds of seed potatoes. If all goes well we should eat this coming winter. We got seven tenths inch of rain at 6:00. So we just snuck them in. The ground was just workable. We drove back on Wednesday and did some garden watering here. It is very hot and dry here, No rain, With No good chances on the horizon. I could write more often if I was not watering garden so much. I hate to see the water bill down here. Next up load the van for our Flea market this coming Sunday. It is at a location we only do twice a year. It is an hour away and we need to be there by 6:00 to set up. So it is a early rising. Then we will not do a Flea Market until July 4th. Then On Monday I need to take the van in for oil change and air conditioner service. The Little Dog gets warm riding without air conditioning, The humans also. We really run the wheels off the van. It is a Town and Country. This has to be the 5-6th Grand Caravan or Town and Country we have had over the last 25 years. I could not think of not having one. We buy privately, pay cash and run them till there is no more to run. Then we start over, works for us. They normally are with us 3-4 years. I hope I can write again soon, before seven days have gone by. if you are wondering why I do not write from the north, It is because there is no cell or internet service. That suits me just fine, a real get away. Stay Cool and Blessed. |
| Yes, I am still with you. I am tired and not thinking too straight. I just lost track and numbered my June calendar wrong. It is warm today as you most likely know. I get tired and sleepy in the heat. I really have to push myself on days like this. Sure glad I do not have tp mow hay anymore in the heat or get up into a hot silo to level it off. Now that was hot. I did finish planting the garden down here to day, Melons, Zucchini, and Cucumbers. I am glad to have it all planted, and it is looking good. Tomorrow we do our early month shopping. There is next to nothing to pick up from the auction house. I guess I am just to cheap to win bids Or everyone else foolish and has too much money. Then I will load the van for the Sunday Flea Market. It will be warm but we are shaded from the sun. I hope there are people there wanting to spend money. We have a lot to sell. Then I come back and quick unload the van and get ready to head north early on Monday. I still do not have the potatoes planted up there. It does not rain a lot at one time. But just enough to keep the ground to wet to plant. I think I see a planting window Monday, Tuesday. It is time to get it done. We came back yesterday from the north. We did get the lawn mowed, It was like a hay field. The strawberries got weeded which is a plus. And to top it off there was a meal of fish caught. . It would have been nice if spring weather would have stayed longer. But I see light at the end of the planting season. I hope you have a great weekend at what every you may do. |
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