How does one tell a sophisticated lady she has flour more than on her nose?
You can see where I work off on the hill. It is a huge campus, easy to get lost still.
Think of when you found your first dandelion in the spring, and they were around here in November.
It was a crime of passion. Making noodles with the Methodist’s all morning was a real pleasure. We covered all the tables in their Fellowship hall with the newly cut gems. A time honored tradition, I stepped into an assembly line realm covered for decades to provide for their bazaar this next weekend. They sell chicken and noodles by the quart. It was hard to tell the leader of the pack she had a bit of flour on her face so I implied it was just on the tip of her nose.
I am starting to find many treasures around where I am. I have climbed that highest mountain, well at least the tallest Loess ridge, a feat in itself. Shopping has also taken its toll; I am still keeping my other home so getting all new. This going to work each day hasn’t been a priority for over two and a half years, so I am trying to get use to that regime again. It was hard to leave an area I had played hard on, but this area has some of the older prairie remnants for the state. It has been hard getting around to some areas, the Missouri River flooded real bad around me. Many small bridges are still out, and ther often is only one way to get into many towns.