Wilderness Blues- Ramblings from the Great Land

I've been fortunate enough to have been pretty busy lately, unlike so many people who would love nothing better than to get out of the house and go to work. I truly hope that everyone who has a business or a job will be able to go back to it soon and start earning a living, the way  God designed it to be. Even though I've had an enormous amount of work to do on the boat this year, I don't get paid to do it. But if I don't do it, I won't have a boat to fish from. On second thought, I didn't have any more work than I ever have when I haul the boat out. Power wash the hull, sand, scrape, patch, caulk, paint and mend the various parts that need it, but it was so much harder to do this year than in years past. So much of the work is done under the boat, and it's not a place that I can stand up, so I'm on my knees for as much time as I can endure at a stretch, and then have to go at it again. I had to take two showers a day- one in the morning so I could ...

   From time to time I get a little bit of guff, usually from family members, who feel like I don't post here often enough. The fact that I actually have to do something that will bring in a little moola doesn't seem to appease them any; apparently they feel like my primary job is to entertain them. Now, in all fairness, I have to admit, I didn't receive an e-mail or phone call reprimanding me, but had I gone another day or so without posting, I no doubt would have gotten some form of complaint, so, being the saint that I am, I'm going to sacrifice some of MY time to put out this post. Hopefully they'll feel entertained.    As you can plainly see, I've posted  a couple of pictures of this year's garden. I would dearly love to take full credit for it's beauty, but I have to admit, outside of pulling a few dandelions and picking up some rocks which were tossed, willy nilly into the yard, I haven't done too much gardening. Largel...