RECOVERY - Day 8, The Farm Report and More

Since Peter must rest his voice, we've relied more on email than ever.  I've had two from him so far this morning.  One confirmed that he'd had an OK night and he would like a change of scene, and the other reported that he'd walked 8 laps (almost half a mile) solo.  That's a first.  Let's hope for a patch of blue skies and a pass from his doctor to go outside today.

And on the home front I was pretty sure I'd captured the feed room wrecker because I could hear our hound dog baying all night...fortunately not too loudly over the soothing racket of our attic fan.  Sure enough, there was a raccoon in the cage.

Finally, those of you who have followed my columns over the years, or have followed me around know that our daughter Jessie is an expert at finding four-leaf clovers, and I've apprenticed with her a bit.  They're more abundant than most would guess, and they do seem to cluster somewhat.  I found two this morning.

I hope that these are an indication of a good day unfolding.