Creeky is a wonderful guy who enjoys the outdoors, living off grid, building tiny green homes. He also likes beer. He is often found drawing cartoons, dancing naked in the rain, and pondering the existence of consciousness in the human race. He truly appreciates the support of his readers. Esp. when they buy him beer. Hint hint. Oh. And, yes, he is shameless.
Using the lithium battery pack means monitoring the cell voltages. My current voltage monitor is 8S. This involves a lot of taking out and putting back and pulling and moving. There’s gotta be another way.
Summer is alive with transition. We push our fingers into wet warming soil, carefully dropping tiny seeds. Watch as the first early summer shoots rise from the ground. Wait with anticipation as we tend with trepidation, fearing hail, marauders, weeding, supporting, watering, feeding. And, finally, late summer we reap. Grateful for the bounty bestowed.
The rhythm of the season, like the pacing of feet or a song of words, a steady progression yet filled with hesitation, tumbling, skipping, harmonics.
I find a small square house in a field. The building is painted on all exterior walls with an upside down view of the surroundings. At first glance I think I’ve found an electrical or outbuilding cleverly disguised.