The Promise

Good Evenin'

Well, we are coolin' off! Nothin' dramatic, but sure; evenin's special.

And, I did find the bunch this evenin'! Everybody lookin' good, if a little on the "tubby"side; all that rain we got there, July, sure did push up some grass. We got gramma grass well over a foot tall.

And, I did talk to Jim Miller this mornin', 'bout the ride to Mankato; awful kind a him and his wife. I'd sent an email askin' for information, figurin' I'd get passed on, but Jim's wife, Alberta just wrote me back and said "here's the number, give a holler!".

I know it might sound funny, but somehow, I feel like I've been waitin' my whole life for this; waitin' for the crack in the wall. Maybe it comes in different ways to different folks; different times of their life. A part a me been thinkin', "no, no, not now, I'm old and tore up!". Another parta me just sayin' "thank you, thank you!". Number one, if the wall does crack and a person can understand what that means, how much that means, who cares when! Number two, what better time, than just when ya figure, yer outta gas; all that love, all that hope, that ya mighta held up all yourlife, for that to rise up and meet the promise, that's just huge. Like a whole another fuel tank ya never even knew ya had; take it all on home!

Anyway, it is late and it's been quite a day; beans and beddin'.

Have a nice night!

Best,
jeune