Notebook
July 22nd, 2022 by Gary Osberg

What a glorious summer day!  Yesterday was even nicer.  The winds switched to the north.  One of the many blessings of living in Minnesota is that on occasion, we get a bit of cooler and dryer air from Canada during the summer months.

My daughter’s garden in Upsala is doing great.  The Yukon Gold potatoes are free of potato bugs.  I think Kerry goes out every day and picks them off.

There once was a farmer who claimed that he saw the initials P.C. formed by the clouds in the sky. He was sure it meant Preach Christ, so he sold the farm and went off to seminary.  He had an awful time of it and never really caught on anywhere.  Years later he died and went to Heaven and he asked God, “Why didn’t I become a great preacher and how come I ended up so unhappy as a minister?  You gave me the sign in the sky and I was sure it would work out.”  God replied, “P.C. ?  I meant plant corn.”  

I am sure that today the clouds are forming the initials P.H. It must mean “Play Hooky”.

“To put the world right in order, we must first put the nation in order; to put the nation in order, we must first put the family in order; to put the family in order, we must first cultivate our personal life; we must first set our hearts right.”  Confucius

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