Volume 13 - Day 144/221, 2021 - Monday

Hmmm. What shall we talk about today? Pick a few and I will try and comply. Not really, I already know what I am going to talk about this evening, but these examples are just a smattering of my day. Here we go. Clouds? Corn? Low Water? Hot Water? Water Pressure? Egrets? Wrecks? Zoom? Interviews? Peaches? Impressionism? Bikes? Cowards? Critics? Wine? Traffic? Babies? Video Production? Take a deep breath, and we will go forward. It was another rainy day off and on. Since early this morning, we have received almost another inch of rain, and I expect we will pass the one inch mark overnight. More rain tomorrow and Wednesday, and then it all starts again over the weekend. Right now, the sun is shining, and it is a lovely late spring day outside. Out at the farm this afternoon, the corn was not as high as an elephants eye, but the clouds were ominous and plentiful. The girls chose not to get their feet wet a few times, and then shortly thereafter, they were happy to go out in their year and proceed to lay down and bask in the sunshine, all the while, getting their feet (and miscellaneous other parts of their canine anatomy) very, VERY wet. The rain and the accumulations of said rain was really the least exciting parts of my day. Having made that declaration, a few of the other possible discussion topics should remain only within my little pea-brain. Feel free to try and pry it out of the pea-brain, and if you're lucky, it will be really, REALLY interesting, and telling of just how petty and childish I can be made to act. From zero to asshole in under thirty seconds. "You must be vulnerable to be brave."