
The backhoe is finally back together again. My son has spend many weekends working on this and while there is still more work to do, it (almost) runs and it looks like it should. Soon it will be totally functional.

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. -- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Sounds like all is going well again at your dwelling.
ReplyDeleteAwwww! What a sweet kid!
ReplyDeleteAnd you know why those bugs look creepy and supernatural? Because they are all lining up to find ME. It can be 33 here and raining and I'll still get bitten by the area's one surviving insect.
ReplyDeleteYour son sounds like a useful person to have around. ;D
ReplyDeleteThe bugs do look creepy, so I'm glad they are heading R Kitty's way and not mine. :D
Sounds like you life is on a even keel as the sailors say. Glad to hear it and hope your holiday weekend is filled with some laughter...we can all use more of that.
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