We drove out to Covo with Lizzy and Nick after breakfast at Mt. Carroll Cafe, where we’ve eaten breakfast numerous times over the past ten years. For the first time, I noticed the Albanian flag on the wall so Jeff asked the waitress about it. Turns out the owner Rita is from Albania. She was so happy to hear I have family in Albania, she talked our ear off. Just as my dad and family were part of the Greek ethnic minority, she was part of the Macedonian ethnic minority. Imagine an Albanian woman running a cafe in a tiny Illinois farm town. Maybe we’ll get special treatment from now on!
The waterfall was running well, but the creek bottom was covered by a weed-like algae. Lizzy decided to pull it out clump by clump. Jeff thought she would be more effective standing in the creek, so he gave her his heavy wading boots and took off with Nick to mow with the tractor. Nick's last words to me were, "Don't let Lizzy drown." She was never in danger of drowning... being stuck in the muck was more like it. The boots were embedded in the algae and she couldn't move. I tried to pull her out from the bank but ended up partially in the creek. The only way for Lizzy to escape was to step out of the boots, which were hard to yank out of the algae. I thought we would leave them but Lizzy tugged until the boots released and we got out of the creek. There has to be a better solution!
Work continues on the covered bridge. Jeff's goal is to have everyone take part in the construction, then it will be the "people's bridge".
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