The rain has been intermittent but I will get outside today and either go walking or visit the summer festival that is open and running a few blocks from where I live.
I kind of like that summer festival that comes around each year about this time. There are rides for the kids. I hate the rides for myself because I do not consider them to be safe for me. There is sugar-coated kettle corn, ice cream, music, games of chance, things to see and things to do. It is not really fancy but it beats the boredom of sitting at home.
My break fast was spinach and a pork chop. I prepare my spinach with onion, garlic, butter and sour cream …. sometime a little chopped tomato, and of course, salt and pepper and a dash of cooking sherry. Wonderful stuff as a side dish or even as an entrée sometimes.
Like everybody, I need to eat more vegetables. I need a lot more green vegetables because I sometimes suspect that my Vitamin K might be a little low.
My hair is about the length where I need another haircut. But since the pandemic is still on the rise here, I still refuse to go to a barber shop because I do not trust the barbers to sanitize their instruments between customers and very few, if any, of our mostly right wing citizens around hear ever wear masks … and I doubt it all that many of them have gotten their covid shots either … so I do not wish to go to barber shops just yet and risk getting infected by some fools who refuse to take care of themselves.
My answer to the hair cut is that I give myself a cut whenever needed. I have a special instrument, a sort of rounded hair cutting shear, with a revolving blade and some length guards — It cuts hair down to around One inch in height … saves me a lot of money …. but I do dream of the day when it will be safe to return to the regular barber shops again.
The grass is starting to grow like crazy again too. Now the people who trap the moles will be coming back along with the people who keep our expansive lawns so green and pretty with their stinking chemicals. I am almost afraid to go our into the yards or the back 40 acres barefoot anymore because of all the chemicals used to keep the pests and the insects at bay. God only knows what they have done to my once beautiful and pure fish pond. But it must not be too bad, because there are still a few carp swimming around in there … and some turtles that like to climb out of the water and sun themselves on the concrete near the gazebo.
The ducks seem to have returned to the pond too. I recently had one of the ducks come to our back patio to drink out of a doggie dish that I had put out for our doberman. I was lucky enough to run and get my camera and get a picture of the duck but I do not know how to upload the picture to this new computer yet. But I will learn eventually. This is a custom-built computer that I had done to my specifications and so far it has been well worth the $2,000 dollars I paid for it.
One of my best friends, Randy, finally sold his farm and packed up his family and moved off to live in Costa Rica. I guess he got tired of all the bullshit going on here in the United States. I guess he will do alright there because he told me that he had realized a net profit of more than Ten Million dollars from the sale of all his static assets here in the USA. They tell me that it is fairly cheap to live in Costa Rica and that the government down there is friendly to Americans.