Saturday, March 24, 2012
The morning is cold and wet..
I managed to sleep in til the luxurious Seven O'clock hour... and am fully rested for the first time in weeks. It feels good. I celebrate with fresh brewed Sumatran coffee I ground myself, and bacon. Lot's of bacon.
Today's mission involved instructing two new shooters, and marinated pork ribs on a grill over a fire. Sadly, the skies have gone ominously dark, and I doubt any fire will survive the coming deluge. So.... I light the woodstove in the living room to dispel the chill and thumb my human male nose at circumstances, and retire to enjoy a good book, much bacon, and more coffee.