Living in the rural South, I sometimes feel I don't completely fit in. Then there are days like today.
The morning started out with a trip in my pickup truck to the local farmer's co-op. There I rented a towable broadcast spreader. I then headed over to my grandmother's to mow and put down "weed and feed" with the spreader. I made the season's inaugural mowing, which I followed with the weed killer. Then I dropped by my house and headed back out.
This time I headed down to the river where I met an interviewee. We spent several hours together, including at least an hour on the river on an expensive bass boat, talking about semi-pro bass fishing for an upcoming outdoors article. It was a beautiful day on the river, and I enjoyed chatting with him.
But I came home with more sun than I'd bargained for. Now I have red forearms, face and neck. Kinda fitting, I guess.
Posted by JRC at April 9, 2005 10:28 PM | TrackBack