A Fine Fall Day

One might imagine that just having driven over 900 miles yesterday, the last thing I would want to do today would be to go and get into the car and drive some more. One might, but one would be wrong!

There are just some things you have to do when you visit Rancho Bergquist. If you're a grandchild of the residents of the household, you can count on Grand-Dad having a task or two that needs doing and that he would love to have your assistance with.

If you're of my generation, you can help with these tasks (and surely will get conscripted if you can think of nothing more pressing that needs your attention. This time, Denis and I needed to get into Miltona to go to the locker and pick-up our orders for dogs and sausages to carry back with us.

When we returned, the back yard was all raked and the leaves were in the compost pile. (Gee, figure that!)

Later in the afternoon, we took our daily pilgrimage to the end of the drive to get the mail. Dad and Flo live ad the end of a nice little dirt road that cuts through the woods that surround their property so it is a good walk to do each day.

Coming home we cut across the lawn to go into Dad's vineyard. The grapes look luscious and ready to pick or to render into wine!

(What did the grape say when the elephant stepped on it? - Nothing, it just let out a little wine!)

I hope that you've been able to fill your day with the things you need to do.

Don Bergquist - 13-October-2005 - Kensington, Minnesota