Final Six Days

[snowrabbit]

Spring finally feels like it's arrived in the western Oregon valleys. The air is softer and cool, the bugs are out in force and breeding their tiny brains out, everything seems brighter and there's even a sense of great impending change. Next Thursday or Friday, I break camp and steam to Boise. I've already had one bad omen though: While mowing the

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[snowrabbit]

Hehehe really? I do try to be humorous with a lot of my writing but I wonder if I ever come off as pompous. I also realized that I end my paragraphs with what sounds like my own voice summing things up using silly words. Ergo, "More ranting later." And, ohh yes, the ranting shall continue!!... At some point...