Welcoming Purple Martins

This morning a woman in my meeting reported that a martin was in her yard checking out her martin house yesterday. What? Suddenly cleaning out ours moved to the top of the chore list. Since I was at painting class today, husband did the duty, but only after ridding the house of yellow-jackets first. Now the welcome mat is out, so I hope to have some purple feathery visitors swooping above there soon.

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Passed

Passed the written test, passed firing at a target, passed filling out all the paperwork.  Too bad this weekend or something similar is not required for anyone who wants to own a gun. 

After leaving the shooting range, my mind focused on getting down to the river as fast as possible.  Changed into a swimsuit, packed a cooler, grabbed a tube, and headed down the sidewalk.  Sun, at least 90 degrees of it.  Water, refreshing.