It must be spring because not only is the grass growing but I have seen bees and bugs ad one gentleman stopped to advise us the woodchucks are in grave danger.
I removed the snowplow from the tractor and began installing the mower deck. Due to my advanced age and receding memory things were not going according to plan so I swallowed my pride and accepted my son-in-law's offer of help. He said he would put the deck on in five minutes. Let's see - that was last Tuesday.
In regards to the above-mentioned birthday she received seventeen phone calls plus a nice fruit basket. Who knows? I might decide to celebrate just one more birthday after all.
Work on the old barn removal is once again moving along with a new demolition contractor in charge. The former man, who at the beginning was doing an excellent job, found more lucrative work and moved on.
I have taken it easy on the government and politicians for a couple weeks but I can't stand it much longer, so here goes: As many of you know most mornings I am up very early due to naps both planned and unplanned and of course a number of medications, the latest which is for a problem that's hard to pronounce. Any way, as I was up I decided to watch another news program for one hour and was surprised to not hear the name of Mrs. Clinton or any of her significant accomplishments - oh wait - there haven't been any. They reported instead about Mike Tyson lip-synching and young girls trying to make fat lips look good. I switched to Fox News and leaned the President flew Air Force One to the Everglades in Florida to speak about pollution, climate change and carbon footprints. Oh by the way - the fuel used was 9,200 gallons.
Because we everyday folks are too stupid (Jonathan Gruber's words) to know all about the 26,000 page tax code, the IRS was "forced" to hang-up on 8 million people who called their help-line. All automated so it is no one's fault. In the meantime 60 million dollars in bonuses have bene paid and twenty million for union activities. Why doesn't the union pay for its own activities? I was fully prepared to once again rake the Clintons over the coals but I have decided I will leave them alone and let them do it without my help.
I spoke with a couple of neighbors in my efforts to gather some "news." One of them has a large water tank in the driveway. While he is doing some well work it will provide water for a few days. When I called I was asked if I did not notice her taking a shower? I of course said no. I keep my eye on my neighbors but not that close.
Congratulations to Nancy Kinner upon once again competing in and completing the Boston Marathon. She said it was not her best showing but the wind and rain certainly didn't help.
Cindy and I spent Saturday at the Maple Festival selling raffle tickets. Also known as "Old Home Day" for some of us. Visited with a lot of old friends and neighbors and suffered some degree of windburn for it. We talked to folks from as far away as Bath, NY and Tunkhannock, PA. We were located near the petting zoo and the camel, so maybe the wind in our face was a good thing. I had one gentleman walk up, point a finger, and said you are Sister Street. Rather like an announcement but not in a mean way (I don't think) . At first I didn't know if I should answer in the affirmative or not. I've heard some folks don't approve of my take on things but as he told me he just wanted to put a face on t. I'm not sure that's a good thing either.
We were assisted by another club member from over near Mainesburg. He has recently come back from a winter in Florida so as we sat all bundled up in our Carharrts and winter hats I reminded him this was no day at the beach.
We also had a short visit with one of our Bradford County Commissioners. He wore no buttons, carried no signs, and as far as I know, kissed no babies. He and his wife were simply regular folks. How refreshing. Some 24/7 politicians could take a lesson. Then on the news Sunday morning I saw a lot of pictures of the "White House Correspondents Dinner." It looked like a lot of alcohol bottles covering the tables (there were so many there was hardly room for elbows. And the President came so close to being vulgar it was not funny at all. And who do you think paid for all it? Well, it's over with now so what difference does it make? I must have misplaced my invitation. A woman texting during the National Anthem?? What's up with that?