"There are many ways of going forward, but only one way of standing still." - Franklin D. Roosevelt

The problem: most adults can't drive one now.

I felt like I'd been unproductive for the last couple of days, in a kind of stupor after the full press to get the books published. I determined to get back into gear today and I think now, post dinner, I did OK.

A trip to the feed store in Veneta has supplied the barn with enough feed to get Pam and the goats through my month-long absence. The bags of grain and beet pulp pellets way 50 lbs. each. I got them set so she can just scoop out of the bags into the plastic bins if they go empty.

Then I came inside and baked up a batch of cardamom toast that I'll take to NY with me. It's a little like biscotti only better. Perfect with a cup of coffee.

In a conversation with Nathan Saturday afternoon I learned that I'll be doing some mid-week sessions while in NY. I spent the rest of the morning working on the slides for those presentations.

After lunch I drove up to Junction City, 30 miles north of us, to the NAPA store there. We have one here in Veneta but the one there carries stuff for farmers and their tractors. The manual choke conversion I put in Sally isn't working well. The cable sleeve is so thin that it flexes when I push the choke knob in and as a result the cable doesn't push the choke plate open. All the pressure gets absorbed by the flex.
Solution: a heavier cable/sleeve kit of the sort that might go on a tractor or....
Mike, their carb guru, was very helpful but in the end he agreed nothing they had was going to work. So he helped me come up with another fix. I'm going to get some copper tubing with an inside diameter just greater than the cable sleeve, run the cable & sleeve through it, and end up with enough rigidity to solve my problem.

OK, I came home and fell asleep in my chair, but only for about 30 minutes. Then it was time to feed the goats, the chickens, and cats.
BTW, the cats seem to be doing their job. I haven't seen any signs of rodents in the barn since they moved in. I'm OK with cats IF they keep my barn rodent-free.

Tomorrow we'll both go into town, Pam to her ladies Bible study and me to Starbuck's to work on NY. In the afternoon I'll clean the barn and coop. In the evening our small group meets.
Except this week the women and the men are meeting separately. (Don't ask me why 'cause I have no idea.)
The women are going to some sushi joint and the guys are going...I dunno. Some kind of restaurant someplace. But I don't need to know for almost 24 hours.
Whatever.

This was the view off our front porch this morning:

That's Fred with the chicken coop just beyond it.