"The End Of The Prune Story"

Plums have all been harvested. The wild wind didn't want me making prunes. 6-10-2020 Perryton, TX

So I won't be making prunes after all. We had a fierce wind storm all day yesterday, and almost every plum was lying on the ground this morning. More than a bushel of green plumes that were ready to start turning purple. I had found my information needed to make prunes, and was excited, but mother nature didn't think it was a good idea. Everything in my yard took a beating yesterday. Tree limbs lying everywhere. I'm thankful no trees got blown down. I did get a slight injury to my eye while walking to the bank. I could hardly see where I was walking from the car to the bank. I walked past a big ever green tree that slung a huge limb into my face, and it hit my eye with a force that nearly knocked me down. I thought I might need to go to the doctor, but I first prayed, and this morning my eye is still a little red, and a bit uncomfortable, but no permanent damage I'm sure.

As if the high wind wasn't enough to upset me the electricity went off at 6:30 p m. Five hours before I would be going to bed. I got a candle, and some matches ready for darkness because I was sure it would be morning before the power lines were repaired. I decided to go on to bed a little past 10 o'clock, so I blew out the candle, and crawled in. I was sure I had turned everything off that was on when the electricity went off, but a few minutes after I laid down I heard the t v in the living room. What a wonderful surprise. Today is nice and windless, but the grounds all look trashy. I'm in no mood for going out and cleaning the yard. I'm using my eye as an excuse. Instead I'm cooking up a different kind of storm. Bar-b-que ribs, and potato salad, peach cobbler, and a few extra things, are all easier to clean up after than tree limbs. My cooking storms are also appreciated more than the wind storms. I have some more changes coming my way that upsets me also, but If I am to keep living, I am to keep changing. Why in the world can't people leave things alone that have been good for us forever? I feel like I am attending classes every day trying to learn all the changes. I am strong, and stubborn, so I can take a lot of nonsense, even if I don't like it. After I get mad enough to choke somebody. I can usually figure out what they mean, not what they are saying, but what they mean. The language is different today than when I was going to school. A simple word can be made to become a new word in the dictionary. Usually you can find the old word still in the thesaurus. Why can't instructors just be simple anymore, and say it where you can understand it? So much for that.

God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp