This won’t be very long, but here are a few things.
Grandma has broken her ankle. Grandma, I’m sorry that you broke your ankle. Hope you feel better soon. Have you got a cast, or what?
Yesterday, Jordan and I had some spare time, so he took me to Sugar Creek, which is a nature preserve nearby. He’d told me about it, but I didn’t know where it was, so he showed me. It was way better than I’d anticipated. First off, it wasn’t just some trees given space at the edge of a field. It was a proper forest, with full-size trees and a real live ecosystem. It’s way better than Warder. It even looks like excellent krokay grounds. We walked through the leaves downhill to the creek. It runs through a gully about four feet deep with sheer walls, and its banks are deep thick mud, which was fun to walk in [neither of us bothered with shoes]. We waded through the cold water to the other side, and walked around a little more, then crossed back over and leisurely navigated back up the hill to his car. Now I’m imagining having a wicket on the other side of the gully, so that you have to jump your krokay ball over the wide chasm. That would be awesome. I wish I knew a plastic manufacturer that could do the machining I need in-house. If anyone knows a company that can sell and machine 3″-diameter nylon 6,6 rods, give me a shout.