20230617-1324. On June 14th in the morning, our old plumber came by to install a pressure regulator for our newly built water main out front.
I held a green-colored umbrella over the old guy while he worked on his side and on a cloudless and sunny warm day.
As I sat in the foldable fabric blue-colored chair, I looked up and noticed a large bed truck make a U-turn coming northbound from the railroad intersection and back towards that four-way streetlight intersection.
I sensed that the four images that I shared with my spooky spook agent went “viral” as the last of the four images showed a blurry photo of the black skid mark on the road with the yellow fire hydrant in the background while our local police officer was standing and taking notes of what had happened.
See? That’s how I operate. I share what is needed as guided by the jolly spirit. My elderly father rejoiced and smiled after Thursday’s evening discussion with a potential landscape contractor.
We are truly guided by the Lord, said dad.
End of blogging. 20230617-1332.
Oh, John Jr! That’s longer than I would ever imagine, especially for your conditions! So I shouldn’t rant like this…