Lunch down, starting earth moving tractor, the ladies had come up from pasture and had me surrounded. There was my no getting any dry fill this afternoon to dry up a couple muddy holes. (grumbler-grumble) I made three passes moving some slurry and that was that. I had to give the ladies a hay bale. My knowing they’d out flank me I had to haul it all the way around all the yards to get it to them. That was if I were to remain unmolested. Whew, it worked. The ladies fed, I immediately went to combining a couple piles tree limbs and pack them out from under some aluminum power lines for another brush pile fire.
At 4:00 PM this afternoon writing this and finishing yesterdays journal entry along side a tea break. Only about a half hour daylight left I don’t want to move…..
Livestock tallies not so very good or seriously lacking in good reproductive order over the summer’s last performances..…or…..lets put it another way. Anybody need a good baloney bull his initials Spats?
Thought maybe you-all might like a gander at the gate I had patched up a couple days ago.

So, here it is. A couple small pieces wood, what might have been intended kindling, bolted over a steel upright to keep the rest of the gate from spreading. Then for a little extra steadying I drove a traffic sign post to better solidly chain the gate closed to. And lastly the added hot wire crossing that gate kind-a close to the ground sure eliminates a lot damaging nosing under that gate for greener grass on the other side. I wouldn’t want a fine lady getting a sliver in her nose. BGKC
Fernan
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