I went to a funeral today for a man who has been a part of my life forever. His crew has farmed this land for many many years and I got to see he and wife a few weeks ago at the end of 'mater picking season. They were both well at the time but both got COVID and died a week apart. This has put a huge strain on their son who is continuing his father's legacy. Sort of like my brother has here on the farm. We rode together and I signed us both in. It was a large crowd for a graveside service and quite warm for November. It was there that I found out that the election has been decided. I tried to restrain my joy and be in the moment honoring the Pritchett family. My friends and neighbors were all there and I didn't recognize a lot of them because of the masks. I do believe I hear the combines running in the distance as he would want. Finish those beans while the weather is good.
I'm hungry but don't know what I want. I had a late breakfast and a snack for lunch. DoorDash is a rip off so I reckon I'll rustle something up from what I got. Save that $$ to eat Mexicans with the girls tomorrow. Or not. I want Reaves to help me plant tulips at "gaga new house." And get a picture of she and Lauren sitting in the middle of golden leaves like back in the day.
Keep the faith and hold 'em close ^j^
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