Chiffon #6
Hello, well after much pressure, I have to tell you this thing about how I come to be writing this where I am writing it. Let me start. Not long ago, maybe a year or two ago, I was living in the bush, on a old acreage and as I had a number of animals I was not lonely. Toward the approach of autumn I received a call from one of my many friends, and she informed me of a young gentleman who was in need of manure for a gardening project and asked whether I would allow him to clean my many animal pens in order for him to have a load of manure. This I was only too glad to do. I expected him the next day.
