Hired Man

Every farm needs a hired man. Mine has one. He is not only helpful, but also darn handsome. So far he doesn't do much work, but he sure is easy on the eyes. He helps with the chores whenever I take him along, riding and watching-- only asking for a piece of an apple if we go to pick them up. How could I have done all this work without him? He sure is a good companion.

I am waiting for my next Hungarian visitors. Kati and her husband and children are expected soon. She is keeping the date a secret from me. They arrived in the U.S. yesterday. I do not know if they will fly up from Atlanta or drive. They have come primarily for her tenth reunion at Emory where she did her master's degree. How blessed I am to have visitors from Hungary twice in one summer. What a surprise!!

We are supposed to have dry weather for a few days. That will be a relief since the storms that we have had in the last few weeks have wreaked havoc in this part of the U.S. Many counties around ours have been declared disaster areas so that the victims of the floods could have some help with cleaning up. We have not had any problems, but being up on the ridge has been very helpful. Needless to say, everything is green again, and there is third crop hay to make and grass to mow, big time! (Peter, where are you?)