Today while I was at the Post Office, I happened to mention that I was looking for some geranium cuttings, which then inspired the Post Office staff to ask people, who came in whether they could “give Kaye some cuttings”. When people asked where they should leave them, it was decided to leave them at the police station.
Somehow, the story ended up that I would be re-planting the Gazebo and Police Station gardens, which are quite big. So that should keep me out of trouble for the next couple of months.
Bear’s oval (where we take him for tennis ball exercise) has been taken over by sheep for the last few days so we make do with the track around the outside.
There’s a phantom farmer, who keeps moving his sheep around in search of grass so you might just wake up to find a dozen or so sheep in your front yard, as did the Assistant Principal of the Central School. Then as stealthily as they appear, they are gone, without anyone ever setting eyes on the owner.
Married to a Country Cop 
what a story.keep it up
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