Letters of Introduction
Well Well Well
Coffee was set on my bedside table at 7 a.m. with an announcement: "They'll be here at 8 to drill the new well." There was time to lie there in the quiet dark for an hour, texting back and forth with Shelly, Miss Early Riser If Ever There Was One.
Sure enough, by 8 o'clock this thing was parked outside the bedroom window:
Where it sat, running, for at least an hour before a guy brought out a torch and started thawing a spot to drill:
After a while, a couple more guys appeared and suddenly the question of what to make for lunch became a bigger challenge:
I only had 1 package of ground beef thawed, and we have no microwave, so what was it going to be? I decided on Cabbage Roll Casserole. It's in the oven now and won't be ready till half-past 12, and this is where they are at:
Fortunately my nephew Marc's lovely new wife sent Emil and me home from her restaurant last night with a plate of home baking, so at least I don't have to worry about coming up with dessert: