I have never tried to work on a plane. That’s my time.
It is. No wind - just a nice steady rain. Perfect for sleeping.
Another rainy evening. 
Chapter two: Where have they gone?
I’m hooked! 🤓
Just finished this new piece of furniture for the farmhouse. It’s made from a 6’ live edge slab of black cherry. The 3” profile gives it a satisfying chunky look.
#nostrcrafts 
Just read this line by Salman Rushdie:
“The only gift of power they possessed was the gift of force. It wasn’t enough.
There is a #bitcoin quote if I ever heard one.
Today's evening sky was beautiful. Its been a long day for me, and I was ready for our evening Gator ride on the property. Daisy loves to hop on and join us when we go, so I let her. When we go on our rides, I feel so much gratitude for life, for family, and for nature. Good night nostr friends. #grownostr #countrylife #nature
https://cdn.nostr.build/p/XxXR.mp4
That’s so great that you can take a drive around your property. How many acres?
I live on 60 acres but most are forested so mine are walking trails.
The Orphan Masters Son. If you are fascinated by North Korea, you’ll love this. Great book.
nostr:npub1ahxjq4v0zlvexf7cg8j9stumqp3nrtzqzzqxa7szpmcdgqrcumdq0h5ech - your recent episode with Brian Roemmele was a fun and thoughtful listen. Lots of great concepts.
This little brown bat moved into my umbrella. I have a bat house but he seems to be happy here. 
I was in Egypt about 30 years ago as a young backpacker. I met up with some other travellers and on on one occasion we shared a cab to the market in Cairo. One of those great old extended wheelbase Mercedes with the jump seats in the rear.
We agreed on the rate with the driver but when we got to the market, he demanded a different fee.
One of my new travelling friends was a feisty Scottish woman who confidently restated the agreed price. The verbal battle went back and forth for a minute or so before the Scottish woman emphatically restated the agreed price while simultaneously opening the door of the taxi. On the traffic side of the car.
Instantly the door of the taxi was torn off by another car - also a taxi.
We looked at each other like this was the end for us. Midnight Express played in my mind.
To our surprise, the other driver stopped, got out of his taxi and started to argue with our taxi driver. Nobody was paying any attention to us.
We looked at each other and the five of us ran for as fast as we could into the market. We hid out in there for hours adrenalin pumping, certain that we were going to be caught.
We didn’t get caught and to this day it’s at the top of my ‘crazy travel’ story list.
nostr:npub1a2cww4kn9wqte4ry70vyfwqyqvpswksna27rtxd8vty6c74era8sdcw83a , if you meet a man who used to drive a taxi who lost a door, let him know I am prepared to make reparations.
Nice silhouette behind the tree branches.
Where is this? Looks like US South
Summer nights. 