I am at the farm, watching the House hearings on the Mueller report. I should have stayed in bed.
On the other and more immediate hand, two buzzards were perched on the Panzer roof when I rose. I have to say a single round of 9mm discharged into the ground seemed to get their attention and they flew away with elegant flapping of wings. It is kind of like the contretemps with Iran.
I could not exercise my property rights back up at Big Pink. At Refuge Farm, the rules are more relaxed, though we have not escalated the conflict to the violations of the Migratory Species act. I reserve my right to preserve my options.
The heat has broken here in The Swamp. Having a wonderful time.
wish you were here!
– Vic
