She said she was dying. I told her to stay right there, do not die in the house.
She cut here.
And here. And all around the house.
Sun was setting as I started back from the other side of Dan's.
I took a few pictures.
And walked 3 miles. As I got back to Helen's, I walked up to the house to see if she had died. The house was dark, and I saw no sign of her dead or alive. I decided maybe she crawled into the crack in the porch with the snake. But, no, as I came on around, she was out behind the house piling brush on George's brush pile.
Tomorrow is cleanup day at the Coin Church. I am walking over, but hope to get a ride home with Helen. It is going to be cool in the morning, so I may wear the jacket Betty gave me.
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Well, that jacket is a rain coat but it is warm.
Is the carport moved...I don't see it in the picture. Is Helen getting rid of Mom's old Lilac bush?
I would love to use a chain saw but the noise is to loud for me.
I thought how terrible to walk to coin but remembered I did it many a day when I was a child.
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