Terrierman

I had the radio on replay listening to the first few bars of "One Way Out" over and over yesterday. Great guitar work - some of the best ever. And that entire song is really top shelf IMHO.

I like you just fine. It's some of the stuff you put out that gets my goat and then I over react.

I limed the garden spot 2 years ago. And put down crushed oyster shells this year. Can't get behind calcium deficiency. Have never had the problem before in the same garden spot. Water like I always have. So can't get behind too much moisture either. Didn't fertilize this year either so too much nitrogen doesn't make sense to me either. Pure mystery to this hillbilly. And there is fruit. Just stunted. The yellow squash right beside the zucchini is fine. Tomatoes are loaded so things are getting pollinated. Go figure. Will still try the hand pollination deal and report back.

It is. We do much the same. Janet has hip replacement surgery coming up and I need to get my hands fixed (carpal tunnel) Covid would preclude all of those.

I used to be a pretty good caller when we were set up where the birds wanted to be.😎

I've never been to duck creek. Grew up on Schell Osage when the old HQ was there and hunted it a lot after it was gone. Spent a lot of time in the middle C blinds. Good times.

Still miss waterfowling a lot. Cannot imagine doing any sort of guided hunt though. For me, it was always about figuring it out with friends, staying in fun places with them, and seeing a wad of ducks in a blue sky setting their wings into the wind and wanting to sit with us. And then grilling a breast or two medium rare and having a few drinks Good times they were. Better to have loved and lost as I've read. Loved it from 15 to 55 or thereabouts.

I love your dedication. Glad we're friends. Happy 4th.

Me too!

All my good duck calls are gone now. Huge mistake, I had some good ones. Probably the best one was made and signed by Jeff Foiles. I was PO'd that I could not duck hunt anymore and sold or gave away everything. Decoys, layout boat and a nice rack, waders, and 14' boat blind, motor and trailer. Only wish I'd kept the waders and the calls. They were very nice heavy neoprene boot foot waders that I never once got cold while wearing them. I do still have a very nice pair of handmade cork mallard decoys that my hunting buddy made from scratch and gave to me. And a fair bit of waterfowl art. DU got a lot of my $$$ over the years!

We went to Springfield Farmer Market this morning. I'd estimate maybe 60% of patrons and about the same for sellers had masks on. We only patronize places that respect us enough to put on a mask. People were mostly good about respecting other people's space. It's getting better out there, but still not perfect. The weirdest thing was several couples had one person wearing mask, the other not. Still trying to figure that one out.

Whenever any Skynyrd song comes on the radio, I immediately change stations.

What's wrong with my zucchini? Plant looks great, huge leaves and lots of blooms. But the fruit is just not developing right. Stays about the size of my index finger? One of them is already turning yellow like over ripe ones do. Plenty of moisture, but not flooded. I do not get it. Normally by now it's time to start hiding them in neighbor's cars.

Looks like a finger problem too.🥵

That Lovin' Spoonful song "Did you ever have to make up your mind?" is truthy.

They had a problem for YEARS with reels binding when reeling in when they got wet. And did nothing but deny it for a long long time.

Pflueger. Will NEVER own another Shimano anything. Ever.

I've got the most weed free garden I've ever had.

Nice dog pic.

I really miss living in St. Louis. Actually St. Charles, but worked downtown. Not much difference.

I run 50 in 6 ply and 30 in 4 ply. Works for me. Truck trailer, jeep whatever.

How's your shed going? We want pictures of rabbits and chickens.

By what means and by whom? For real.

No. But I bet I'm the only one who gave you a shipload of steel shot duck loads. That ought to get me something!

Dream on.