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"Mischief is your middle name, but your first is friend. You are quite the prankster that loves to make other people laugh."
I thought this was kind of a fun thing... go try it out!!!
This blog is about the adventures of being a farm wife, mother of 5 boys, caretaker of a herd of cows and anything else anyone needs around this place
This is what a staff meeting looks like at the farm....
This is our bail wagon. We haul big round bales on it. The Milk Man made this himself, yes he IS good at things other than makeing beautiful little boys. He can weld a mean bead.... for those who dont weld, a bead is what you call weld after its cooled...We can haul 17 bales that weigh 800-850lbs on this bugger. There are unloading chains on it and the running gear is heavy duty to support the weight. Its our own design and he did ALL of the work himself. It works great and saves lots of time. When it unloads you have to drive ahead slowly as the drive chains unload the bales - pretty neat huh?
Well, I have to get the boys up for breakfast so I better call this good!!
My baby brother turned 21 on the 16 of April....but only his body turned 21 - When he was little he told our mom that he was always going to be 4 - I think he has accomplished that dont you? He is forever going to be the baby of the family, even though he is 6'2 and 225. Me, I am always going to be the sultry 5'3 130 lbs I have always been - Pam C. if you say one word.... well, just dont say one word! Pam is a friend of our family and her family have always been our friends.. confused, I am.
My sister, BC - she knows what it means - was supose to marry this guy AC, does not stand for air conditioning. We had her paired with him for years, litterally since they were baby's.
BUT - NO she had other ideas, like this one..
Well, thats it for right now. I have gotten a rotten cold and so has Milk Dud. SO Karen from Fresh Fixins... later today you will get your post about a mustard plaster!!
Here is machinery row - they go down one side of the machinery and sell it, then come up the other side doing the same thing.
The truck in the middle of the people is the 'auction truck' - the auctioneer sits in it and rattles his mantra.....
This is what it sound like to sell a piece of machinery that you have worked for 31 years to buy, then have to sell it 2 years after you buy it. This is a heart breaking sound to a man that has worked all night long at certain times of the year to pay for his machinery. This is the begining of the end of a legacy....
Except for the hot guy, second from the right..... yum...
There will be more pictures tommorow - I just cant bring myself to relive today right now...
So I will leave you with the shred of hope that we small farmers cling too with all of our hearts..