Monday morning, caught in a wave of patriotism over the U.S.'s defeat of Osama bin Laden, our neighbor, Jerry, called and wanted to know if John could get the flag back up on the grain leg. This was at approximately 7:45. John said he'd be glad to but last year's flag got shredded on an incredibly windy day last November.
By 8:30, John popped back into the house for tools. Jerry had already been to town, secured a new flag and was back. Which meant John was about to make a trip up the grain leg!
I think she looks lovely.