left with fuzzy photographs and fading memories.
To back track two weeks or even a month
meeting bliss with the touch of your tongue
Now I hear silence, words unsung.
left with fuzzy photographs and fading memories.
To back track two weeks or even a month
meeting bliss with the touch of your tongue
Now I hear silence, words unsung.
No power. No lights, running water, or AC in 100 degree temps.
The dogs and I are hanging in there, the chickens are fine, and the poor pigs have dirty water. Tonight ill haul up buckets full of fresh water from the stream. There's just one giant hill between the barn and stream. I'll be going uphill with the full buckets. I'm sweating thinking about it.
The pork defrosting in my freezer is now safely very frozen at a friends.
Now to put ice I luckily grabbed while 7-11 was restocking out for the pigs, that'll tide them over and cool them down.