War and Peace; the short version.

Good Evenin'

Well, more rain! And, quite some; welcome, welcome. Hopeful get our ponds back up, for we head into fall.

Otherwise, pretty simple; just a little wood huntin' 'tween showers. Checkin' my piles from last year, out yonder, under the trees, just west a camp. Hard as it come, wasn't too much dry and I resorted to some old cedar trees, had a few, kinda dry branches northeast side, lee a the storm.

The boys been hungry, hungry; likely knowin' the season's in flux and the damp air does get 'em up. Even the burros was callin' a flake and they been pretty content with their pasture.

We'll dry up here, day or two and hopeful, get back to work. Heap a cleanin' and mendin', get ready for winter, but, truthful it's all happy work. I am like ta have ta budget a little, though, where times are lean and some a my backers are runnin' dry. See if I can't come up with a little campaign raise some dough for hay. I know some'd figure feedin' horses a waist, but, way I figure, we get this foster home rollin', the horses make all the difference.

Maybe some day our politicians'll wise up; wars might look good on paper and make a few folks rich, but healin' and raisin' our kids, happy and smart, there's a future with hope.

Have a nice evenin'.

Best


jeune