At breakfast, I remarked to Sandy that she hadn't produced a painting, suitable for hanging on the wall, since she started taking formal art classes at SIU. She responded, "You haven't flown your plane in a year, either".
It's 18 degrees, here in Murphysboro, and the winds are 16 gusting to 26. Windchill is 3 F.
I hope to have an engine start next week.
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