August 1st

As the wild flower springs forth to life with the first kiss of summers warmth upon the rocky mountain slops and then withers and fades away with the icy touch of winter, so it is somethings never change. So now as my forefathers before me have done for many moons the boiler has been cleaned out about 12ish. Hay look its a big red truck and theres an elephant driving it. Well aint that strange seeing a big red truck in Kalangadoo.