Rain when we woke, gray skies, fed the pigs and chickens several bags of old bread and buns from the bakery outlet because we’re out of feed, so it’s off to the mill today. Snuck away to the Mississippi yesterday and had a splashing good time with the family and a friend. Got to ride a boat through the Lock #4, the 9 year-old’s eyes were wide.
But right now the rain, some coffee and poetry (reading “Late Wife”), and then the keyboard.
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