Stolen from a friend's Facebook page.
We set another record today with a high of 97. The humidity is at 24%, very low for western OR, which explains why the State Dept. of Forestry and Lane County Fire District declared this a Level Four day.
Todd, who lives 1/4 mile up Baker Rd stopped by about 9:00 to ask me if I knew that. I did not. Which explains why I was using my chainsaw to cut logs into rounds, something that could get me a very expensive ticket if a neighbor not as nice as Todd were to call the fire dept. to report me.
Oops.
Turns out Level Four means you can't do anything that involves an engine, including mowing your lawn, and definitely not chainsaws.
So I switched to digging post holes for the goat pen fence, only slightly less difficult in this heat. The ground has gotten so hard that even using my 17 lb., 5' bar with a sharp point I can only go about 3" at a time. Then I have to fill the hole with water and wait an hour before doing the same thing. I have about 6 holes going at a time, rotating between them until I'm down 24", while setting posts into completed holes and installing the braces.
Uff-dah.
This afternoon I drove up to Harrisburg, a tiny town 30 miles north of here. It's in Linn County (we're in Lane), the "Grass Capital of the World." Chances are, if you buy grass seed it came from Linn County.
I went to Hayworth Seed and bought 20 lbs. of Willamette Pasture Grass Mix to put down in the area now cleared of trees. It's just dirt, and very dusty now, but destined to be very muddy once the rains start. This mix is supposed to be very good for animals, including the goat kids we'll get in November, and outside the pen area it will hold the soil and help with mud and dust.
The pastor and his family will be out of town on vacation this Sunday. In his absence they're have a "worship service," which we assume means the entire time will be spent singing.
Pam thinks we should go to show support.
Meh.
The gal who leads the music has a very good voice and decent keyboard skills but is better suited to a concert setting than leading congregational singing. Very different skill set. And the drummer doesn't understand the value of a strong 2-4 beat to encourage singing.
I'm struggling with how much, if anything to say. Having spent the better part of 42 years as a pastor I *think* I have some insights into what works and doesn't. And 10 years as a prof teaching pastoral leadership and homiletics...
So, do I give my input or keep my mouth shut?
Pam has an view on that, too.
Which is why we'll be going to church there this Sunday and I'll be keeping quiet. She's usually right about this kind of thing. Especially when it comes to thinking I should keep my thoughts to myself.

1 comment:
When you live in Oregon and call a place the "grass capital" - you need to be more expensive. Sod was not my first thought
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