'Well sure.' I respond. And lickidy-split the soccer enthusiast returns with a big bowl of kibble for Bud. What service! You deserve a raise my friend.
I'm informed that we're having hootinanny pancakes for breakfast, and I've gotta confess, just hearing the name gets me fired up, and I don't usually get too excited about food in the morning.
If you've never tried a hootinanny pancake I would describe it as having the texture of a light quiche on the edges with a more substantial dough core. Just the thing to get you started for a 30 + mile walk.
After Tracy leaves for work, Ed and the kids hang out with me around the table for a bit, but we've all got things to accomplish for the day and around 10 we say goodbyes.
Me and Bud pass the hottest hours of the day at Mt. Auburn. The city park is full of energy since today kicks off the 128th annual town fair. Incredible to think that folks in this town have been gettin' together to do this since 1886. While watching the carnival hands setting up the rides, we meet an eleven year old fellow named Briar. I'm quite impressed by this young guy, and especially touched when he offers to give me some of his ride money, stating in a matter-of-fact way, 'You need it. You're homeless.'
It's just past 23:00 when we come into the south end of Decatur. I've been trying to catch up on my journaling for a few hours in front of Super Pantry, and now I see that there's only about 1 1/2 hours left to dawn.
I am also blessed by the abundance of generosity that surrounds you everywhere you go :)
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