Another day on the farm. Just kinda hanging out. I made my chupe de pescado – Arthur’s suggestion. Apparently he somewhat likes, within the scope of his laconicity. I think it was at least deemed edible by Dean and Pam.
The farm.
A pretty good tree on the side of the road with Ozarks in the background.
Tomorrow, we depart for Phoenix.
[daily log: walking, 4km]