Chapter Two: Sunday
Scott headed out to noTTafarm early Sunday. While I slept in a bit and went to church, he delivered his folks home from an early flight arrival. He took advantage of the time by rounding up a few odds and ends (like empty trash barrels). I journeyed out for lunch around 12:30 - and was happy to hear from my baby brother Tim. He had been granted a kitchen pass for the day (thanks, Teresa!) His stories, brawn, and beloved Chevy truck made the afternoon fly. Before we knew it, the dumpster was full.
|Tim came to help with the right attitude and a rockin' shirt.|
|Hey, Look! A partial skull! How cool! |