We walked the line. It poured. It was cold. I went home when the flood warnings began. I was done. For the record, the redneck version of honk if you support is to rev your big truck engine. We got at least three of those. I didn’t have a sign but thought of one while I was there. "Honk if I was your teacher."
Secretary Sandy carried the winning sign.
This little guy lived next door to the "line" and likely got up early with all of the coal truck horns honking. He brought out some little Debbie strawberry marshmallow treats to pass out.
It should be warmer tomorrow. And a little less rain. And I will remember my camp chair. And bring some lunch.
Dinner tonight roasted rutabaga and sweet potato. This is a good combination. Sweet and not so much. Red pepper and garlic powder as spices are always wins. I tried a little coriander and ginger. Maybe too little to notice. Also we continue to be winning the tens column reduction.
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