Nothing to write about, that is. I just spent a fine, invigorating morning doing a great deal of good semi-skilled gulchy stuff, which normally I’d be pleased to crow about on the blog, except it was on behalf of some people who simply don’t wish to appear here. Nothing illegal, immoral or fattening, just private. You get people like that in the desert. Go figure.
I do, however, want to shout out to my neighbors D&L, who rescheduled their planned trip to the big town about fifty miles away just so that I could make an ophthalmologist appointment. Seems I have to do that every year or so or they’ll stop renewing my eyedrop prescriptions. So I’m going there on Friday. Good neighbors are essential when you don’t (publicly) drive.
