Today I was sitting here at my desk and my eyes will want to close, so I think I'll go into the little bedroom on the northwest corner of this house. Even on a day as warm as it is today, when I first open the door it feels so cool that I wonder if I'll have to get something for a light cover. That room used to be Billy's summer bedroom. The room that is our bathroom, used to be his winter bedroom because it was nearer his old cookstove. 

 I think I'll drop right off but old memories start crowding my mind. The one about the fellow's first acquaintance with a mule. He said "a mule has two feet behind and two he has before, you have to go behind the mule to find what the two behind are for." I don't know who wrote that or if I remember it correctly.

 The deer pruned my tomatoes early this year so the plants are big sturdy plants loaded with green tomatoes but very few ripe ones. Bob Manzer gave me the seed. They were organic and supposed to be big tomatoes but so far no real big ones. 

 Because Monica is good at and likes to start seeds, I have lots of broccoli and a row of Brussel sprouts. Even some hot peppers coming on. The corn and potatoes have both done real well. 

 Because John put old manure on the garden, I've used no commercial fertilizer and, too, John bought all organic seeds. John is a long distance truck driver and doesn't get home only about every two weeks. Hope he makes it home this week, have sweet corn that needs cooking and cutting off the cob and freezing.

 Here at a time a few years ago, we had 62 years of continuous National Geographic magazines on shelves in the little room where I try to take a nap. I had first subscribed for this when I started work in the Sole Leather Tannery. The old man that ran the tannery diner nights had a copy there and got me interested, it cost $3.50 back then and I took it until the price got to be $34.00 a year, 62 years later. By then some of the kids that my copies had helped educate had grown up and subscribed and would bring me a few copies. 

 Here a little while ago, I got a trial offer for $12.00 a year so I sent for it. 
In a recent article about caffeine and its affect on different people. In this story there's a photo of two young Red Bull drinkers. This is a drink that originated in Australia. It is classed as a soft drink but is used mostly for its caffeine. The picture shows these two pretty girls each with a small glass in hand. The thing that draws your attention is that they don't, as the railroad expression used to say, wear enough clothes to flag a handcar. One little wisp around the middle with a V-shaped patch and then a wispy halter. They are shown at a big night club in London, called The Egg. The men and boys are dressed in shorts. But if the rich and sporty women dress like this, why wear anything at all? Their attire makes you think of Rudyard Kipling's description of the Indian water boy's clothes, Gunga Din. The author said, "The uniform he wore was nothing much before and a little less than half of that behind."