"I have a very simple religion. Comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable." -Mike Jarous
4.8 miles today. I started running this morning and then saw it was trash day. Back to the house.
I started running with music. I made it twenty-five yards before realizing I cannot hear traffic coming up behind me. I turned off the music.
I saw some "heirloom" roses blooming. They were tucked beneath a sugar maple on the west side of the road. They only get two hours of sun every morning, and yet they bloomed.
I got to my turn-around point. I paid my respects to what I had come to see and then I ran back.
The local stores still have some, but the supplies are getting sparse. The internet has canning jars for $2 a jar which is twice the pre-Covid price. I think scalpers are in play.
Maybe supply will catch up with demand. Maybe it won't. Be an adult. Make a plan.
I called a local Scoutmaster who I know. I suggested that setting up a Facebook page to find unused canning jars in folk's basements and garages might be a spiffy Service Project for the right Scout. The church this troop is affiliated with has a food pantry and that would be a good way to distribute the jars. I was thinking $8 a dozen for jars in good condition for the folks donating and $10 a dozen for the folks who want to purchase.
This might be a very good year to clean out some basements and garages.
|Eaton Rapids is in the upper-right quadrant.|
|Rain formation appears to be heading our way. I have an order in for 2".|
I planted the honeydew melons. I had three flats of 36 each.
Fireflies and red raspberries
Today marks the first, ripe, red raspberry. I gave it to my bride. I considered it an investments.
I saw my first firefly (aka, Lightening bug) of the season when I went to get the dogs tonight.
Summer is here!!!