Insects. I think that every insect that Can get born, gets born in August. Bug Month. I have 6 very itchy bites. 2 are the "weeping" kind, the others just very large lumps. I have no clue who causes them. But know they are from hauling the feed, so that would make spiders suspect, and then from going into the Middle Oasis and cutting the Kochia. Who know who lives there. But
ITCHY. Off and on during the night i'll wake. Itching. Itching like crazy. Ack. August, i try to just think. It's just August, when things get born and are hungry. Ok.
Another long hard time with the Old Cowboy.
dropped off a billion more VCR movies to the Thrift Shop. This is through a very dirty windshield. Found a few damask napkins and table runner for Deb Lacativa. In case she ever again has time. Being a new Nanna.
and i have NO IDEA WHY today was the day. But the cushion on the computer chair is worn. I'd begun to make a patch during Jude Hill's Contemporary Boro but then just quit. I love how denim gets a wierd almost greygreen patina over time. But it was wearing thin, even the patch, so today i added some and intend to continue.
windthread 
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