Winter in America

 

I'm thinking it's definitely winter in America. The more I read, the more concerned I am about the future of the country. I read the other day the price of tungsten carbide has gone up 600% since January. Lots of drill and lathe bits use that stuff. Lots of other indicators pointing towards the end of the empire as we know it. Looks like there's going to be some arrests of big muckity-mucks in Washington coming up in time for the November election. That won't eliminate $40 trillion debt load, but I'll be pleased if everyone starts playing by the rules and a few of the worst offenders are behind bars.

Since the Missus is on the injured list, I've been staying close. Someone has to do the chores and let the dog in and out, but I did make it out to the shop and finish weld the gas tank brackets on the trials bike and get a couple of bike rides in.

I weeded the garden to other day, but I need to do that again today. Since I neglected it the last couple of years, the weeds are coming back strong.

I made a single wheel hoe years ago that I patterned after the Planet Jr. that I've never used much at all. I'm going to pull it out of the barn today and see how it works with my mysterious chest injury. The ground is sandy loam, except for a strip Surly turned over for me this spring, so it should be easy pushing. It's a small plot, so if the wheel hoe doesn't work out, I can use the long-handled hoe.