There’s an election tomorrow. Don’t forget to vote.
This time around, I’m voting against road bonds. Too much sprawl and too much tax. The guys at Below The Beltline have shown me the light.
There’s an election tomorrow. Don’t forget to vote.
This time around, I’m voting against road bonds. Too much sprawl and too much tax. The guys at Below The Beltline have shown me the light.
In the garage I’ve got four bales of hay and five boxes of IP phones. Can you tell I’m from North Carolina?
It turns out that the remnants of Hurricane Tammy were just what I was looking for to help relieve the drought. Chez Turner got about three inches of rain over the last four days.
On Friday, I pulled a receipt out of my raincoat that was dated June. It made me think: had it really been that long since we got a good drenching?
By conincidence of scheduling, we had our long-time grading problem fixed on Thursday. Water had a history of ponding up in the corner of our yard, but no longer. A new drainpipe, a few dump truck loads of dirt, and a bit of grading moved the water correctly from one end of our yard to the other. Kelly and I gleefully waded out in Friday night’s rain to watch the water drain. The things that pass for entertainment nowadays, huh?
Now to seed our newly-reclaimed yard and put even more water on it until our grass is back to normal.