"So This is How It Feels"

To be a farmer like my Dad. When I was a kid I usually prayed for rain because it meant no working outside. No baling hay, no cultivating, no chopping weeds, and most important of all, no rock picking! How things change!

I'm really hoping for half decent weather for the next 2 days and then we should be able to finish up the roof. They are showing only a small "P.O.P" but the wind will be from the Southwest and fairly brisk. That's the exact wrong direction for the section we have to be on in the morning.

So wish us luck, or pray for us, or cross your fingers or anything else you think may help. That is if you care!

"One night a father overheard his son pray: Dear God, Make me the kind of man my Daddy is. Later that night, the Father prayed, Dear God, Make me the kind of man my son wants me to be."---Anon

love
peter