Sunday, September 11, 2016

Mowed today. It rained so hard two day back that I darned near got stuck in places that are normally dry two days after a rain. The yard looks pretty sick, what with those muddy places quit visible.

I noticed that the dog barking bicycle riding young fool that loves coming about throwing sticks around, did get stuck in a couple of places. That was during the storms. He’s lucky. There was a lot of lighting about that night.

Near neighbor was his companion. that night. He’s a walker, mostly, although he is getting into his late fifties.

I was surprised at the quality of the IR pictures. I figured that the rains and lighting would mess them up, to say little of the tree limbs thrashing about in the wind.

The construction folks got their equipment back so they didn’t press charges against near neighbors brother. And I have remarked that near neighbor wished his brother long tenure in jail over the event. Then near neighbor went out and tried to make friends with decent people. It hasn’t appeared to work well. Most of lthe people he is trying to touch went to school with him and know him too well to be fooled.

Now that one of them has gone full time with the postal department the near neighbor hs been making friends with the grandson – spends time with the kid only after the olks are of to work, however.


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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