This past Saturday, the fellows were up before dawn to butcher the two hogs. It was a pleasant, cool morning.
Anders hauled off the skin, tail included for free.
We also cooked sweet potatoes in the coals, french fries, baked beans, corn bread with cracklins, fried tenderloin, and our annual giant peach cobbler with vanilla ice cream.
The boys took a little siesta before the clean-up began.
Josiah's red cockaded woodpeckers are happily perched on the shelf, waiting for their competition.
We've been doing school the best we can, but the big boys are memorizing, finishing up posters, and working on props.
Isn't this a pitiful, dirty, abused speech? All three pages look rough. Hopefully, it will get into Stennes' head as quickly as possible...
