After having two good days for mountain bike riding, today has dawned rainy and cold. I awoke early this morning to the sound of pouring rain. Right now I am looking out on our lake that is brimming over its banks. The water is over half way up past the canoe. The wood that marks the boundary of the water's edge is floating away. And it is still coming down. And it is a cold rain too. I walked to the garage through the run-off. Wow! That was cold water. It really has been the year for rain. I don't know how many inches of rain above average but it seems nature is making up for those years of drought. Those drought years made for good bike riding. Perhaps there will soon be a break in the weather and we can get back to training for the Safari. It is only 114 days away now.
After my recovery period for Covid, I went to Cullman on Monday the 8th and started catching up on the mowing and farm stuff. Pretty much everything needed mowing. The big tractor made short work on the main north fields and David helped me with the field across from the pond. The grass had grown quite long and with the two week absence, I simply started and mowed all of them. There is always some mowing to do. At least no trees had fallen. There were some indoor projects pending. A couple of shower fixtures had to be replaced. The screen door latch didn't hold and had to be improved. The old JD mower needed a bit of tuning so it would climb better and the mowing deck replaced. And the garden needed to be disked and more corn and okra planted. David should have had a shot on the groundhog at the old house but forgot to check his ammo. The hammer fell on an empty chamber. I got the conibear traps out and caught one of the groundhogs that lived by the spring. David had ...