Dry run to town…

Well – not precisely dry. Got full marks on liquid refreshment…

That’s all the propane bottles I’ve emptied since sometime in late March, I think. Though the one currently feeding the cookstove might be getting a little low.

But I primarily went to get more concrete for the rear stairs…

…only to find that my Monday concern that the store would run out of concrete was well founded. They had none at all except for some sacks of quick-cure, for which they wanted $10/sack. I told them they could keep it.

I’m going to the big town about fifty miles away next Friday, and maybe I can get what I need there. If not, the back steps will be on hold for quite a while, probably.

This is currently my entire concrete wealth…

…and that ain’t nothing.

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To the stake with the heretic!