View of the day-All that is left of the 300,000 bushel pile at Gettysburg...didn't take long to clean it up.
We woke up to the sound of rain about 3am and we heard it dripping all night long. Marilyn got up at 7am to take a look at the damage and was confused because the streets were dry, but the paved pads were half wet...very curious. It didn't take long until we realized that the fog was so thick during the night that the drips we heard were from the dew falling off the trees over the camper, so it wasn't as bad as we thought.
We went to the Rock for lunch, then stopped to pick up some fresh sweet corn that the Scouts were selling for a fundraiser...supper was going to be good. We went out to the combine to service it and put the new reverser chain...and of course, Al had to do a test...16% moisture...not gonna happen today.
We went back to the camper and Al got to watch a football game while Marilyn made supper. She decided to use the microwave for the corn and had a dozen cobs in a big bowl cooked to perfection. As she pulled the bowl out of the microwave, the glass turntable plate came out with the bowl and smashed on the floor...but the corn was safe. Her foot was not...it got peppered with some of the shards and got a nice little slash on the top of her foot...nothing that an oversize bandage couldn't cover and stop the bleeding.
She will probably have to keep it elevated on the recliner for a while...
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