It's cold and wet, raining, in Carp Lake in northern most Michigan. No outside work today. We filled about 30 bags of leaves thus far (another 30 await us) and two hugh piles of limbs and cleaned up after the squirrels in the laundry room.
We're heading to Walmart in a short while.
Earlier this week, we visted PaPa Ike's grave. Here's Helen cleaning the grave stone.
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