and grandkids. Tate and Kass came out last night, so me and Gabe and Lige went and fed Fred. Fred just wants to suck on peoples legs and arms, anywhere he thinks there might be some milk. Greedy, hungry little sucker! He doesn’t even buck when children set on his back! Just keeps backing up, looking for the secret bottle, with milk.

It’s wet and windy and cool out there this morning. We might go try fishing after while and tear some boards off the old shed for Tate to mill down and have ready to make the doors and drawer covers for the new cupboards and cabinets.