I was also supplementing my income cleaning up cow and sheep pastures for a very nice lady. Her neighbors landed a hot air balloon there one night when I was out working. These are also phone snaps. This job provided my gas money each week for a while, which believe it or not, really helped. Also, I got to hang out with cows, in peace. Big perk.
I still have the same phone. But, its now possessed and dials people it wants when it wants with all disregard to the lock screen with a pin number being activated. I, er my phone, called three different people this week, all at inopportune moments. It's hard being my friend. Unfortunately, one of those people was my close friend Ruth and it called her at not quite six in the morning as I was getting ready for work. Here is her wonderful son, James, who has grown much larger since this was taken.
We adopted an abandoned cat. He was older than we knew, and had chronic kidney failure. But, he was a very chill, bomb-proof, friendly cat.We thought he was skinny when we got him, but in these photos, he looks beefy compared to his final month. Snarf gave no fucks about my dogs. Move, over dog, cat is here! He passed Christmas Day 2016. I had been visiting my parents and came home to a failing cat who had no hope of recovery. It was such a rough day. I miss my Snarf.
That's 2015.
On to 2016, specifically April, when Jon and I went walkabout around Michigan with no real plan. It was such a fun time, we hope to plan another trip wandering around randomly doing whatever we feel like whenever we feel like it. This is South Haven, MI.
We crossed back to the Mackinac City side and I took some more photos. I took tons of photos, but I'm only posting a few or this blog post would never end. As it is, I suppose this is the equivalent of watching slides of someone else's vacation.
That's enough writing for now. we drove back home the next day. Three days isn't really long enough for a trip. There was a lot of driving. But this trip really did make me want to move to Northern Michigan despite my hatred for cold and snow.
I hope to post sooner than two years later the next time. It's not that I plan on letting my blog go dormant, in fact, I rarely plan anything.
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