Thank you, Albert! This seems both a lifetime ago, and only months since I wrote it. I'm so happy you are rereading this one. I will reread this chapter tomorrow, for the first time in a very long time... my eyes are just too tired right now, but I will read the story along with you. Cheers, my dear friend.
Really shook up. My youngest grandson tested positive for covid. He had his first shot because he turned five... feeling not too bad, but his younger sister appears to have it too. She won't let them test... screams at the swab. I am so scared. So are their parents.
Because of some heavy snow in winter I created a manure pile closer to the back door of the barn. Been working steadily to move that manure to the main pile and I finally have most of it done. Just some raking to do and then I can mow that area.
And I never get tired of hearing it, buddy. I'm really pleased to hear you could smell the chicken stew. And yeah, the ghosts of Wes and Lee who are close to the center of this story and the previous one. This was definitely a favorite chapter of mine to write, so I'll happily take the perfects, my friend. Cheers!