Anchor Struck

I mentioned yesterday that our community got bulk electricity last

summer, thanks to years of exertion by a long-time resident whose

muscles must still ache from wrestling with infinite bureaucrats.  I

also said that four community members went to traffic control school

so we could save on flagging fees.

Jude and I were two of the flaggers.  Despite copious rainfall, we had

copious fun seeing so many of our neighbours and holding the power

of life and death (actually, just stop and go) over them.  One evening

we were working as a crew monitored the burnpiles.  Here’s how it

looked.