yesterday, at lunch, i ran out to point roberts - in the good old us of A, and picked-up some stuff at the 'letter carrier' (a place you can ship shit to without having to have an actual mailbox down there...good deal...) and as usual, i was hauled-in and my credentials checked, and then i was on my way. (i actually think the border guard who went through my stuff and car was aware that it was bullshit and didn't hide the fact - at least in his facial expressions - that he knew it was....) coming back i actually declared all the stuff i had, and they just let me sail on through...sometimes i think you could drive-through there smoking a fattie and they'd let ya go...canadian customs, far different than US customs...fer sure, eh.
on the way back i took a couple pictures of the farmland to the east of tsawwassen. sometimes it looks like anywhere, canada, or anywhere usa....just farmland. just sitting there. just waiting to grow something. anything.
business at the salt mine is ramping up a little this week. a lot of moving action. fourish weeks and counting until we can gear-down and pull our tails out from between our legs and put the fires out and bury them with gravel.
more later. as it develops.
g. xo
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