County Fair

A beautiful afternoon, yesterday.  Maple syrup, kettle corn and fried dough. Sulky racing. Just sitting or walking.  Keith (pastor) said, if you're talking you are not listening.  Listen.

Another larger rock - unearthed. Mon/Tues

While mowing on a small hillside we often hit the top of a rock. Therefore Monday and Tuesday I dug.  The newly unearthed rock appears three times larger than others I have successfully raised.

Likely the latest buried rock will mostly remain (buried).  I have a plan to dig out the lower slope in order to form a seat on the rock.  Then the lower slope will be a drainage and level area.  Readers are seeing a hole as a hazard.  Correct.  Trees and scrub growth now form a fence for two thirds of the exposure.

Life continues -

I enjoy digging holes.  Yesterday I dug up a thorn stump. Under the stump was a rock (also twenty plus stones).  Stones I lift with one hand.  Rocks I am unable to lift.  By standing the rock on a side or end I then put dirt under to slowly bring the rock above ground level.  That is what I enjoy.  Fight a rock and win.  It was 12-13 months ago I did the same on a back corner of my rhubarb garden.  Those rocks are my mental anchor.

I have a spiritual anchor.  The same powerful powerful anchor as many (not all).  Prayer the connection of my anchor the one offering the prayer and the one being prayed for.

Thank you for praying for  _ _.

Another year - distance event

About age 50 to 60 I would jog 6 miles on my birthday.

Now yesterday we biked 14 or 15 miles. A level route.