Square Dinkum.
Tuesday. August 5th. 2025. Provo Utah.
To whom it may concern;
A generous person gave me ten dollars yesterday, so I blew it all on sweet potatoes and a bag of baby carrots. I’ve peeled and diced the sweet potatoes and dumped them in the slow cooker, along with the carrots and some honey, maple syrup, coconut sugar, and a touch of molasses, then topped it with bacon. It’ll cook on low all day.
I’ve already made an applesauce cake with raisins.
I’ll open my door around 4 this afternoon; first come, first served. Please bring your own tray and bowl.
Even though I’m feeling under the weather this morning, I still plan on going to the temple for at least one sealing session. For me, a day without a temple session is a wasted day.
And here’s my poetic folly for the day:
I do not have much gratitude.
I’m old and cranky, sure.
But once in a blue moon confessing;
I’ll let my joy mature.
And praise the good Lord and my days
Spent on the land and shore –
And lift my brawny voice in glee
Like some young stevedore.
I hope there’s hot water for my shower, so early this morning. Some days our building doesn’t get hot water until after 6 a.m.
May all your days be circus days,
Square Dinkum.

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