Some joker had dumped a huge amount of junk on the hillside above my cabin, where it resided amongst serious thornbushes. Somebody apparently cleaned out a trailer or shack and the last load just went over my fence. This was in addition to the accumulation of beer bottles, old tires, and God knows what-all. It took me three hours to get the most of it cleaned up. I loaded my truck full of trash and went looking for somewhere legal to dump it in Rising Sun. After returning to the holler, I spent another hour loading my truck with old tires and junk, which I brought back home to get rid of.
I'm pooped. As well as scratched up.
But it was a nice day to be working outside. Truly lovely.
Tomorrow, I've got my annual physical, plus I just found out I have a parishioner's baby in Riley Hospital, Indianapolis -- and Sassy needs to go to the vet and get some more medicine. So it's a good thing I've got my chores done for this week.