A tree.
[daily log: walking, 2km]
Day: July 2, 2019
Caveat: Sand over mud
Firstly, Arthur went to Anchorage. He has to see the VA about his new hearing aids, and they decided, in their infinite wisdom, that this should be at their Anchorage location. I’m a bit frustrated with how this has progressed: it seems to me that Arthur could have used the opportunity at being at a large, well-staffed and equipped VA hospital in Anchorage to have taken an extra day or two and set up some appointments to look at his various other issues – the vertigo, the still-sore neck, etc. He will have none of it. Sigh. So he’ll be back tomorrow.
Meanwhile, Richard elected this morning to begin work on our new septic tank for lot 73. I spent the day helping him. Digging in mud, and packing down a layer of sand for the floor of the septic drain field.
It was hard work, but more-or-less satisfying.
Caveat: Poem #1066 “Inscrutability”
No. I have never attempted to understand the plans of eagles.
– a pseudo-haiku.
