Winter has ended, for now. Frogs are back to singing as are the red wing blackbirds around the pond.
I spent the afternoon on maintenance. Yup the beard and hair are sheared off.
I decided to cook the two pizza’s that needed cooking. I used the camp stove. Burnt in the middle raw on the edges. It was the best I would do today or even try.
Friday the 13th is not my best day. I wouldn’t call it a fear but a healthy respect ever since my tenth birthday.
If you are reading this you can look below at other 13th day entries to find out why.
The pizza wasn’t burned so bad, or cooked too good. I survived it.
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