12/8: an almost normal day
Hello Journal, We got out for our morning run up the hill. Nothing unusual aside from saying hello to Steve K. He was the nice Tocal Ag College worker that reminded my daughter when signing on, that her dad used to lead her on the pony "all the time". He's renovating the small rental atop the hill, and seems quite chirpy. After breakfast, I weighed up whether to go sailing, but something in the sky was discouraging. I realised around midday when it go windy, clouded over and threatened rain. Not ideal for a fun sail. So we (the dog and I), went pulling lantana. We, I, worked below the first creek and it was heavy going. There weren't many bushes, but they were all well established. As the one hour timer rang we were decamping to get the Land Rover to tow one tough root ball out of the ground. We did it, but snapped a length of 12mm double braided rope trying. Home for lunch, rice, tuna and beans before this afternoon's woodwork: the work bench continues. Oh...