Is the mother of invention. When I started my walk at 6:45 this morning, it was drizzling and 44 degrees. When I got back home, 6 miles and 2.5 hours later, it was damp and 34 degrees. Phone weather said snow flurries, but actually by the time I got home nothing was falling from the sky, just damp. But at one time, for 10 minutes or so it was sleeting. I had, I thought, dressed for the weather, fleece pants, under shirt, sleeveless turtleneck sweater, warm over sweater, my warm vest, the nice red all weather lined jacket someone gave me, and an orange toboggan because it is modern gun deer season. I did not take my nice warm fleece scarf or my fleece neck thingy that I stole from the empty neighbor's house. By the time it started sleeting, I was a bit cold around the face. I took the sleeveless turtleneck off and put it over my head, like this.
Saturday, November 21, 2015
Friday, November 20, 2015
Jackie Lee and Shannon Lee, probably about 6 months old.
Jackie Lee and Robert Lee, about 3 months old.
Jackie Lee and Hannah Lee, 4 months old.
Hannah and Robert today.
I am Hannah and Robert's Grandmother, Fleta Aday. We live in Arkansas.
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My phone is 870-350-5882.
Call, email or text. If I do not answer I am probably at work. Leave a message and I will call you when I get home. I would love to talk with you.
Monday, November 16, 2015
Sunday, November 15, 2015
That's where I am tonight, with Charles and Sarah, one thousand and eighty miles from where I started on January first.
Not much going on here. Yesterday was a beautiful day, but today was damp and gloomy. We are supposed to get heavy rain for the next two days.
I am enjoying having a camera that actually works every time instead of just now and then. Yesterday was the first day of modern gun season. I saw several deer on my walk yesterday and today. Yesterday I started out just at sunrise, but today I was topping out on Meek just as the sun was peeking over the horizon. And that is about all it did, peek and go back behind the clouds.
Helen, how do you like my picture of the church?