

I began the afternoon with a brief firearms shooting session, just because I can. I don’t want to be one of those guys who never shoots even though he lives in the country and can shoot anytime he wants. I wants, so I shoots.

Abby’s Walther P22 was loaded, so I thought I’d see if it would behave. We’ve had some problems with it, but when it runs, it’s a pleasure. I started the session by drenching it in Rem Oil, a spray that acts as both cleaner and lubricant. I may be onto something, because I shot 80 rounds and it never gave even one hiccup.
The day continued to get warmer, so I decided to prune the fruit trees. While I was doing it, I imagined I would blog about how it’s time to prune, and anyone I know needs to be reminded, but honestly, I don’t know anyone who reads this blog who grows fruit trees.

By the end of the session, my forearms were aching, since lopping isn’t something I do every day. I stretched them a bit, trying to loosen them up, but I had a time gripping my camera to photograph my handiwork.

Just about that time, I saw a Byng Fire Department brush truck race by, and the scanner told me it was a wildfire just four blocks away. I grabbed a camera and my press pass and walked down to the area, through a gate, and down into a pasture and some woods. I made a few pictures. Back at the house, I emailed a couple to my newspaper.
Between lopping and chasing fires, I was feeling fairly dehydrated, so I opened the fridge to find some grey sports drink. Grey? I guess it’s supposed to taste like a glacier or something, but to me it proves that corporate America is completely free of creative ideas.

“I don’t want to be one of those guys who never shoots even though he lives in the country and can shoot anytime he wants.”
Good for you — I’m glad you don’t take it for granted. Seen from the other side of the fence (suburbia), there are certainly times I’d like to shoot, but can’t, because of where I live.
“just four blocks away.”
I do remember a few times when the incident I needed to cover was right outside my front door. Incredibly convenient, but not something you want to happen every day. :-)
I love the grey! It tastes like frost, with sugar!