Summer Waning Strawberry Moon
The intrepid opossum hunters have not touched their morning meal, nor have they come back to the house. This work commands their full and undivided barking, yipping, tail wagging and sniffing. You gotta admire persistence. Or, maybe not. It’s pretty damned hot right now.
Fleet Farm has aisles full of interesting stuff. One aisle for example had, according to the sign, earth augurs and come-alongs. Who could resist? I did buy a come-along. I mean, who wouldn’t?
You could also buy horse treats, horse bedding, a $1,300 leather saddle (it was nice, with great tooling), feeding bowls to hang on the fence, blenders, shotguns and handguns, red licorice, a cultivator and several styles of wagons. I got outta there with the following: an umbrella for the patio, a green outdoor carpet, an outdoor fireplace, two heavy rubber buckets, black, and a small one, pink (for Ruth) and the come-along.
Not bad considering everything else they have. In fact, only the come-along was not on my list.
