Pooches, when my manservant returned from his morning walk/run he immediately retrieved the leaf rake from storage and resumed his season-long raking activity. After two hours he came in the den and said the all things should be in moderation. Clearly, he was finished raking for the day.
Our excursion was a bit earlier than usual because my manservant said he planned to spend all afternoon working on his academic responsibilities which resume next week. Lunch was packed, a pecan picker-upper and bucket were placed in the Hybridmobile’s boot which meant our destination must by my waterfowl park, and the Hybridmobile headed down the lane.
Our journey was interrupted by carriageway construction where the Hybridmobile was forced to stop until a pilot car escorted down a single lane. We passed the time by talking about the upcoming pecan pie season.
We finally reached our destination and immediately hopped in the boot of the Hybridmobile to enjoy our lunch. Afterwards we headed to the pecan grove with bucket and pecan picker-upper in tow. Pooches, my manservant was quite chagrined because there no pecans under the trees! He chalked it up to a failure of the pecan crop this year or someone beat him to the pecans. We assured him that pecans could be obtained at the market so pecan pies were still in our future.
Because we were not spending our time picking up pecans we headed to my waterfowl viewing house. It was a pleasant stroll and we had plenty of time to sniff the myriad of nocturnal creature scents along the way.
We’re back at our den for an afternoon of snoozing while my manservant digs into his lesson plans.