I've lost count of the days. My blog, buddy Joy has been keeping a daily Journal. Since I write here each day, it's kind of a journal, but there are things I don't write here.

Pulling my private journal from my desk, I started making notes today, and I will go back and fill in the days that I remember.

But today, we did an online order at the local store, and the clerk came outside and loaded it into our car. I'd never used this service until the past several weeks. It comes in handy.

Once home, we recorded a video of one of our original songs and posted it on YouTube. We wrote it with one of our songwriter buddies, and it seemed to be a good time to post it. You can hear it here.

After lunch, I decided to cut grass and do some overdue weed-eating chores. It felt good to be on the lawnmower. The smell of freshly mowed grass is something I learned to love early in life.

Cutting grass was something I could do to earn money while in high school. I cut enough grass to cover Kansas.

This evening, Jilda cooked corn, speckled butter beans, mashed potatoes, and fried okra. She prepared a baked ham to go with the meal. It was heaven'ish.

After this blog post, we plan to watch a movie that we watch every year at Easter. It's called Chocolate. It's a beautiful movie.

Oh yes, today's picture is a Red Tip Photinia that's down at the barn.

Y'all be safe.