Waiting for parts.
The truck saga has new urgency today. This relates directly to the Lori Bell and actions surrounding it.
Last week we visited the Bell. She sits in her slip covered in sad green mildew. Her batteries float at 13.5 volts on the solar panel and the interior sees the predations of time and inattention. On leaving her we discussed speeding the repairs to the broken pressure washer I got for free from a friend.
Driving the block to the beach ramp we noticed an Open House at a residence for sale, stopping to look at it we discussed it was not what we wanted but we would love to live beachside.
Every good thing.... 