Today I checked for leaves in the eavestrough!
One blessing of living in a prairie town. No need for a leaf blower! Hurricane gale prairie breezes lift those leaves right out of the eavestrough and deposit them in Ontario, or who knows where!
Which got me to thinking. My son is on a cruise ship in the Caribbean. They stay away from any sign of hurricanes. Better safe than sorry!
So why do we put campsites on bald prairie? Or golf into the breeze? This could all be dangerous to our health.
I’m told insurance companies are even now preparing “Prairie Regulars Are Yearning Extensive Rehabilitation” (PRAYER) insurance. For each PRAYER claim, the insurance companies increase your premiums by God knows how much! The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind!
Eavestroughs …. I did that too. But … give a mouse a cookie (a book you can buy for Christopher!) .. What was the point in cleaning the eavestroughs if I didn’t trim the trees over the house/troughs .. but then i would need a saw; borrowed one. Then I would need numerous extension cords / ladders. God and I had a blast. I was determined to prove all the naysayers wrong and NOT cut myself. I didn’t. Instead I let a limb land on my head and give me a concussion. Okay, God, time out for You and me for a couple days. Neat, eh? Then Len Bushman and Al Dyck collected my collection of branches on Friday. I felt so loved that I cried. God is good to me.