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By Thelma Bledsoe
Sorry I was not in the paper last week, I had no news. I need to get out more.
The Lane eighth graders had their graduation on Monday night. They ended up in the gym, guess it was too hot outside. There was a large crowd.
We have stood it as long as we could, we quilters have missed quilting around the farm and visiting so we met at the Senior Center on Thursday and spent the day quilting. There was only 6 of us and we never stopped talking. Stopped long enough to make us a sandwich but no cooking. I will let everyone know when they let us open for good.
Glenn Norton had a run in with a cow on Saturday and ended up in the hospital with broken ribs. I think Glenn got the worst of that. He is home but in a lot of pain. He was able to come to church Sunday morning but did not stay long.
I am already wanting rain, it only takes a week of the hot dry weather and we need rain. When it is dry it is hard on grass and gardens and we have the danger of fire.
Terry Sheffield brought his grandson Sam over Sunday to swim but they did not stay long, the water might have been too cool.
It is nice to go to the store and not have to fight over the toilet paper, there is plenty for everyone.
There will be no plum jelly again this year, the storm in May blew all the fruit off the trees.
Seth Allen, who comes with his mom when we quilt, said he thought I did a good job writing the news. I guess I will just keep on doing it.
At church Sunday night we all stayed after having a singing service to fellowship and share a meal. First time we have done that since February. We are still a long ways from being back to normal.
Thanks to the county for mowing some in the ditches north of Lane. I can see to get out of my driveway.
All the news for this time, see you next week if the Lord willing.
Don’t count the days, make the days count.
