Sunday Sun Shine

Ingrid played golf with Justin yesterday.  It’s something he loves.  It’s good for a couple to share each others passions.

I am pretty bad at golf.  I took it in college.  I would swing and miss the ball completely.  I think Laura is a pretty good golfer.  Larry’s brother Roger loved golf.  He had a stroke and couldn’t play anymore.  That really shortened his life.  

Astrid has become pretty adept at chicken hatching.  She bought eggs and hatched these.  She’s getting some new types! Names I don’t even recognize!  The only way I could ever raise baby chicks was under a Bantie hen🐣🐣 

Grandma Powell did this.  Patsy said she had a butane incubator.  She kept them first upstairs by the chimney.  Astrid and I carry the “Gertie Maples” chicken loving gene.  She sold her eggs to grocery stores in green forest.  They ate the roosters for Sunday dinner.  I don’t know if Grandma ordered any chicks through Sears.  I have ordered chicks and the mailman delivered them to me.