Pass the bottled water---No I mean pass the tin cup!

 Water break at Wood Lake School.  Note the two outhouses in the back ground.  No bottled water here!

Mary, Helen and Gayle enjoying lunch with Grandma Lee

The water pump, it was a life saver during recess!
Grandma enjoying some of her granddaughters.  I actually can still taste her baking.
It is a beautiful day in St. Paul.  Yesterday we had North Dakota like winds but today it is calm and less humid.  I have finished some of my work for the day!
*took a bike ride and made an appointment at the clinic to get stitches out.  I wanted Terry to do it but the Dr. said he wanted a nurse to look at the cut to make sure it is okay.  It is fine but I suppose it would be wise to let them do the honors.  Go figure, a few days after trying to trim the neighbor's trees, she had a professional service come out!  I told her a little late as I held up my arm.  Of course I am to blame as is often the case.  When you get older it is easy to use age as an excuse.  Several years ago when I drilled a hole in the garage roof, no excuses.
*watered the tiny garden.  We have enjoyed 3 grape tomatoes and there is a big tomato that is almost ripe.  It looks like the second and third squash will be ready soon.  Terry is in the middle of making pickles from the cucumbers.
*enjoyed my breakfast of eggs mixed with hash browns with several cloves of garlic--not sure Terry will like me this morning!
*I did get sister Joan's, not to subtle hint about the picture.  Being the brother I am, there will be a picture in the mail soon.
*I have some  new found knowledge.  I was not sure of the difference in quack grass and crab grass.  I did think that crab grass was named that because when it comes into the lawn a person is sure to crab.  So I googled and they do not even look alike.  By the way, we have both in the yard!
Oh my gosh, the neighbor across the yard, divorced, is out in his front yard with PINK underwear.  Poke out my eyes please!
Terry is finished with the north bedroom, oh my she did a wonderful job of patching, smoothing and painting.  If there happens to be a young mother or dad reading this a word of warning--do not let kids put stickers on woodwork!  There is a tiny bit of touch up but it is pretty much done.
*my bunny relocation program has come to a halt.  Those darn bunnies are too difficult to catch.  I had some success earlier this summer but not lately.
Enough for this morning.  I just have enough FP to finish cleaning up the kitchen.  That is to say I will drink and work at the same time.