Back on the farm in Summer

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I trailered a towable man lift (bucket lift) from Georgia to New York. The thing that made it eventful is that I had to drive my truck. My 2017 Chevy 3500 HD service truck (with only 31k miles) is not my Tesla. I have grown very accustomed to the Tesla self-driving, navigation and general hi-tech luxury. The truck, although I am very fond of my truck, is stressful and expensive to drive compared to the Tesla. Being on the farm alone has been an eye opener. I had forgotten how quiet and in-nature this place is. Very occasionaly a car or plane comes by and disrupts the void, but only occasionally. It has been very reflective. It is the first time I have been up here from Georgia without a specific date I must be back for... or so it seems. "All of humanity’s problems stem from man’s inability to sit quietly in a room alone."-- Blaise Pasacal mid 1600s. I guess I am working on humanity's problems. It can take a lot out of you. I feel good about some of the pics I ha...
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I feel the need to blog everyday even though I do not. In that regard it is a lot like exercise. I have been confined to rowing. I still cannot run without real risk of injury. I like rowing and it is good for the tendon.

I had a rough week in many ways. It will get better.

We went and saw Blood Sweat and Tears Friday night at Tioga Downs. We also had the opportunity (strangely enough) to pass some time with some slot machines. We walked away with a few extra dollars minus dinner drinks and the show. It was fun. I really like a couple of those tunes. The trumpet is great. Doing stuff like that really makes a difference in my life.

I helped Douglas install a new water heater. We decided to convert to electric from LP given all the parameters.

Sunday we are off to Bainbridge NY for a political rally.

Otherwise, I painted. I hate painting. I don't hate much, but I hate painting. It is so slow and requires so much prep. There is always time/weather sensitivities which means there is only a couple-month window to paint at these latitudes. I like the finished result, however.

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