For some odd reason my phone did the DST thing last night which is not on the calendar until next weekend. The alarm didn't go off because I don't know why. Probably Obama's fault. Mamye graciously offered to give me a ride to Jackson and we had a nice visit with BG over breakfast at Panera. That was after we walked out of Perkins with a long wait list. We did much better, I do believe.
I wandered around late yesterday taking pictures of my reality and that sort of centers me in a way. It's really unusual for a family to live out several generations on one farm. That the homes remaining have history within them makes the story even better.
Y'all watch out for limping Larry. He likes to chase cars.