Saturday the rain began. We worked in the rain. We moved some things from one place to another, in a couple of bursts. We took some things to the trash dump. A second trip to the dump was frustrated by the rain. In late afternoon I drove to Bluff City, a tiny town 20 miles away, to meet with a fellow about a boat. Then I drove back to Texas. I ate Church's chicken in New Boston. I stopped in Sulphur Springs, where I visited Coleman Park. I love walking in this huge park. I saw a Black-Bellied Whistling Duck, a Yellow Warbler and 19 other bird species. I ate catfish from Chicken Express.
Sunday I listened to ccMixter remixes and reviewed them. I fell asleep in the early afternoon and slept until the late afternoon. I took Beatrice for a walk in Glendover Park.
Monday at Noon I walked in Breckinridge Park. I saw a Yellow Warbler. On Monday evening I walked in Oak Point Park. Hot air balloons were overhead. I saw my first Dickcissela of the year. We ate salmon.
I am trying to schedule a few things at once, and hope to succeed.
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