Psalm 90:10, "The length of our days is seventy years—or eighty if we are strong....
It has been awhile since I have written, Not by choice. I really have the desire to write but the fingers and mind are weak. But to day I have a little time, So I will write. This spring summer has been a whirl wind. We are now emptying the garden. There is a lot of empty space. We pulled the melons and cabbage today. The garden down here in the south of Wisconsin was decent. The dryness and some what above normal heat did not cause lack of production. We still have somethings out but the garden is made and closing for 2021.
Now up north is another story. We dug the potatoes or I should say what there was of potatoes, only about one bushel. There were lot's of problems there, A late planting due to wetness, Potato sets over sprouted, Wetness though the season, Deer eating them off more then once, and Potato beetles. But we are thankful for what there was and we will use them wisely. I remain optimistic that next year will be better.
Monday I leave for a short three day fishing trip with my brothers. it looks like my brothers from Texas and Missouri will attend. I have not seen them in a couple of years, it will be nice to see them. I brought the boat down and will pick up one brother on Monday then come back for the boat and leave for the fishing destination. There will be six of us this year. We have been doing a fishing trip yearly for about 30 years. Now the task is to catch more fish then the brothers, not an easy task.
Tomorrow the wife and I are hoping to take in a Flea Market as customers, not as fenders. We like to do that once in awhile. It is interesting and hopefully rewarding to view other peoples sales technique. I always hope to learn something new. There is so much yet to learn and the days grow short.
I am getting sleepy and we still need to go to the grocery and get supplies. Lukas and Levi did you get the cows scraped down? How I miss those Grandkids and the cows. Have a Blessed Week, Please