Bonnie and I were making the usual visual survey of the back fields this evening after dinner. If nothing else, the exercise is relaxing. Tonight, we noticed something reflecting brightly. The binoculars revealed no clues so we decided to get in the jeep and head back there. I was doubtful that we would actually find what it was since our angle would change and so on. It was going to be like picking a needle out of a haystack. But we did find what was reflecting. It appears we have found the spot where kid’s balloons go after they let them go by mistake. They land on our farm. All you kids can now relax. The balloons are safe with us. We are in the land of lost balloons.
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My friend Pete called yesterday from I 81 near Scranton. He was twisting up the differential on his pickup while trailering his camper. The differential was making a lot of noise and he had just got some work done to it. Luckily, the camper and truck made it to whitney point. I agreed to pull the trailer with my truck to Rochester for him to lighten the load on his truck. It was a large camper, about 28 feet and 8000 lbs. My truck felt it was pulling something that's for sure. It was a different experience. We got home after midnight.
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