What can you say about a Thursday?....Well, today was garbage day, so I get up in the morning and it is big dog windy and I fire up my little tractor and I hook on the garbage can and I drive it up to the top of the levee and then I come back down and I grab the recycle can and pull it up to the levee. Pretty normal, right? Except two things conspired against me this windy, windy day. The first thing was the wind. The second thing was that the recycle can never got picked up, for whatever reason. So it came to be that in the late afternoon I spied an emptly two litre bottle wobbling about at the top of the driveway, and then a wayward newspaper page. When I went up to investigate I found the recycle can knocked over from the wind, and stuff flying all over the place. Remember, when you were a kid, and you dropped your binder in the wind? And your papers flew all to hell and gone?
~ It was like that. ~
~ It was like that. ~
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