View of the day-Clouds gather over the Pioneer Village by the camper.
Another sleep in day...no rain to start, but it didn't take long. Al went out to the farm to put the brake pot on the combine trailer and see if it was dry enough to try and unload the trucks...no luck there...and no one around to talk to, to find out how much rain had fallen. If there was that much at the farm, Al didn't want to take any chances going out to the combine to check the gauge.
Back at the camper, Marilyn watched as those popcorn clouds came up, poured then disappeared one after the other pretty much all day long. The sun would come out with such promise, then the thunder would start...yes, thunder...and the rain would pour...the cloud would move on and the cycle continued.
We had a visit from our Kansas harvester friend who had just gotten back from his week long jaunt back home for a rain break. After getting caught up on all that had happened the past week...rain...rain...rain...and more rain, he filled us in on the crop reports to the south, then went back to his camper to take it easy.
We decided to try out the local bar downtown that had an ad in the paper for Saturday prime rib special...which they were out of. It must be a popular place because it was packed and we had quite a wait until we got our meal...but it was great...and when we finally left...you guessed it...it was raining again.
And the beat goes on...
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