Salmon for breakfast, haddock for supper and a hard day’s work in the hay fields in between. Actually, it wasn’t that hard. Martin and his friend, Haldor, began work at 10AM. I joined them around 10:30AM and raked the grass down the hill to the road. That way it would be easier to load onto the truck. After a couple of loads, the men took me to another field in back of the village and I was to turn the grass to allow it to dry a bit more. I’m guessing that batch of hay will be collected next week, even though it might be raining all week. I worked hard until about 1:30PM.
I went to Alis’s house around 3:30PM and she told me Martin had called her to say I was working too hard and I needed to rest. Haha! Meanwhile, Martin, who aches all over (probably with fibromyalgia) and is 74 years old, didn’t stop working until about 6:30PM. Haldor and he came in for supper and announced that the hay filled the drying building. I have no idea how they will fit the hay from the two other fields into that drying shed, but my guess is they know what they are doing. Alis just shakes her head and says, “He’s crazy!” They have 28 sheep and she sometimes wishes they had 0!
Tonight I plan to call Scott on the sat phone after I try to watch (and understand) the news. It sickens me to see what is happening in Afghanistan. I heard today is the last day the Taliban will allow people to leave. September 1st (tomorrow) they take over. Twenty years of war and American blood and treasure down the drain because of a weak and stupid president. Christians in that country and those who helped America during the war will probably be slaughtered. Joe Biden and those who support that incompetent fool have blood on their hands. Lot and lots of blood. Time to turn off the news. Hetta er doilet ikka! (That is not nice!)
Heart to Heart 