“Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I
myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, post-
pone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries,
Strong and content I travel the open
|Someone left this behind. |
My photo op.
When I decided to take my so-called break, I thought I would be extremely busy. I thought since both my girls are down for a couple of weeks, and it is haying time, I would not be able to think about writing.
Well the weather has not co-operated, we have not even started haying. It is cooler than normal and the rain pops up every time My Hero even thinks of cutting. Since I am the bale person, my job depends on the cutting person. We need a couple of good hot, dry weeks to get all our acres cut, dried, and baled.
I cannot wait to get my hands and clothes covered in grease. My Hero laughs. I cannot for the life of me load a grease gun. My Hero puts a new tube of grease in five (yes that is what I said) grease guns, when I use them up he reloads. I panic when I find them empty.
|Not ours. No rain for this farmer.|
The baler and the rake take lots of tubes of blue grease. Every morning when I am going to bale, I take my time and make sure not to miss any of the grease fittings on the baler, or the rake. You can never have too much grease. My Father in law used to say, “Grease is cheaper than a break down.” He was right.
My Hero greases the disc-bine that is his department. Thank goodness I think it has a hundred grease fittings (I may be exaggerating just a little). Some of these grease fittings are very hard to get at. This greasing job has to happen every time you use the machines. Everyday, every time.
I cannot wait to start baling so we can get done, yet I am secretly happy the weather is not co-operating as I get to go on day trips with my girls. We go to out of the way, obscure places no one knows, or seems to care about. One woman yesterday said, “Why would you go there?” Our answer “Why not?”
There is always some thing to see and enjoy. We will see the ordinary but also the quirky side of life. We laugh, sing, and the girls complain about my driving. I love this.
So in conclusion I will not be taking a break at this time, my girls like to sleep in, leaving my mornings free. The weather says rain today, again. I have much to share.
|Bossy and yet to be named heifer.|
My Bossy cow just had her calf, and I have seen many amazing things on our road trips.
I hope you don’t mind. Haying will start soon enough.