While taking an always delightful trip to the dump, we observed a new, near by construction.
Not sure if this slab is the new townhall, a tennis court or some other thing. Whatever it is, it'll have a lovely view of several dumpsters.
Despite a cloudy sky, the Bailey's Comet was sighted Saturday night during one of the more populated bar nights of the year.
Pete Fleck (Florida, Olympus) smote all the foolish mortals that challenged him. You would think that the foregone conclusional nature of Fleckstock would have made for a boring afternoon, but admission for both days was only three bucks and the smiting was quite entertaining.
The lake was much quieter this weekend. So was the sky. We really need more rain to hold the gains we've made this year and maybe extend them. The lake temperature has dropped 72°F. Cool, but not freezing. Best get that final swim in soon.
-Nemo knew when to say when, just lacked the ability.
