It's a buzzing like that of a thousand angry bees. As I look out my second-floor window I see an old tractor being driven by an even older man mowing across the road. I'm just glad I'm not allergic to grass!
The City sprayed for mosquitos last night. Erleen was skeptical, but I was euphoric. Three or four days with no mosquitos. I'd much rather die from the poisons than to be eaten alive by mosquitos.
We have decided not to entertain much. So we only had eight over for goodies and fellowship Sunday afternoon.
Right after church we attended a fund-raiser spagetti feed in the little town of Dazey (population 70) just south of us. There were over 500 crowded into the little auditorium. They were raising funds to help with medical expenses for a lady with cancer. I know if Erleen or I were to get some horrible disease and exhaust our insurance, there would be spagetti feeds and bake sales for us. Community is a wonderful thing.
We went into Valley City (45 minutes away) for Bible study (ie. discussion) with the John Curtis's and the Graybills last evening. They will come to our house next week.
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