The tractor came back. We had to fix the leaky wall in our basement, and now that done, we have to do something with all that dirt we took out. Because what we took out doesn't even come close to fitting back into the hole from which it was removed! Scott again comes to our rescue-his mom needs new dirt. They live in the country and they have room for things like dirt. We are city dwellers and have no room for dirt here.

After Forrest drove for a while Scott decided that a well rounded education for a young lady should include excavation. He told Shayleen that she would drive it, no we are not taking no for an answer. Your chariot awaits Shay. He's such a gentleman helping her up.

Ok, this button, this lever-or whatever, I don't know. I didn't drive the thing.

Got it?

Maybe now that she has this under her belt she should expand her job search to the construction fields... Well, maybe not...

Soulemama always does this picture thing about one moment that captures the heart of the week, something she wants to savor, a picture she feels sums everything up. I love those posts because it is true that sometimes pictures do speak louder than words. Sometimes a simple image can get to the heart of things in way that words clumsily can only stab at...

I just felt like listening to this song. For some reason it makes me think of sitting on the sidewalk down at the bus mall in the rain in Portland, leaning against the old Meier & Franks... Just watching people walk around in the rain...