Same-o, same-o

Spent the last couple days clear some damnable multi-floral roses from along side a fence line. That was right up until the Ford loader-hoe’s front tire sprung an air leak. That was about 4:00PM. Which was alright as I had come close enough to hitting my wall. All I’d wanted the last couple night was all the ice-cold packs I could back my spine against both evenings. Then it was early to bed. I surely must have worn myself thin those couple days as I slept 12hrs each nights. Between deforesting, sleeping, and mid-wifing….. I haven’t felt like bellying up to my key board. On top that the ‘putor isn’t working right, I haven’t done anything about replacing my cell phone, I ain’t had my picture taken for the book. I’ve been so exhausted these few days I haven’t even dreamed up any more mischief or methods to put my projects together. And, I haven’t yet mentioned the plaguing absentmindedness following me around like some of my backaches. Humbug! Welp, the tire’s fixed, and it’s raining again. As much as I’d like a couple more pretty days to clear that fence line and hot wire it, we desperately need the rain. While we aren’t burning up, we’re close to it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ …..yesterday’s noon birth. Lollipops Fernan

Better…

It was a far far-better day I enjoyed today. All them ice packs I had laid my spine on yesterday and that afternoon nap had near made me right again. Fillip and I surely frightened some forestry work our starting to clear a fence line of some tangled messes of multi-floral-roses and several smaller dead ash trees out back. Here’s hoping we can get it done in a couple working days. This about covering for all day. Additionally there were no new calves born today. The morning starting out freezing by afternoon the clear skies letting the Sun shine on us we were cheerfully warmed. Best part of all the three day of icy winds had subsided. Couldn’t have asked for a better day. Lollipops Fernan

Pain’s dessert’s

Yesterday’s afternoon pains following me home, I hadn’t out runnin’ waking this morning. Dressed I ran the gambit with Juan. Was touch going the whole distance packing and using two cans this AM for support. Hurting so bad my mind is purely boggled. Additionally got the shakes so bad only think I could think of was getting Chiropractic care. Punchig in the numbers on the cell phone what I had. It seems today’s their day’s off. Next best action I could think of once home getting was putting my backside against some ice. Then looking for a pain pile of any kind the first one I come across to was a Doc prescribed barbiturate which he forbad me to take the next time I saw him. Naughty naughty-me, I took one anyway. Lawd help me, I’m hurting. I needed it! Meanwhile, in my misery to find relief, Frieda suggested, “Lie down leaving one of them things alone!” I didn’t listen. I had taken it and as none typically as might be imagined feeling further out of the ordinary I was looking forward to lying down anyway. This I was readying to do as I had decided to wait until after I had my lunch, whatever it was going to be. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The heats up….at least once everyday. On waking from my afternoon’s pain escaping nap the woodstove is happily bouncing up’n’down like a new born infant. Which in turn reminds me I need to get outside and see (check) the calves. Weather over all has been freezing nights moisture of any real kind poor free. The earth’s temperature’s still below 54* a planted seed’s germination/survival/growing temperatures. Golly whiz, we can sure use some rain and decently warming weather to spur our hay fields and pastures growth on. Was going to work on some pasturing fences today. Thus far all I’ve managed fencing wise was a couple weak-kneed sorry I had done anything thoughts. No dreaming, no nothing! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For the last 4days I’ve been repeatedly asking Herr Clink the whereabouts my brown duct bib-overalls. Low and behold they turned up from right where her Ladyship had stashed them. Now if we may only have a couple nice days we’ll have a photo shot for my book’s jacket cover. Lollipops Fernan

Where’ll I Start

First thing out the door I god a wild turkey. Second thing, checking the ladies, no new calves. Third thing I tried skinning the turkey. Admittedly with enough help all was finished in time for lunch. Eatened, we took Tom’s mower to shop. Replaced Work Horse plugs. Worked on yonder fences until we’d run out-a wire. Along about 4:00PM my back sorer than a boil I had to call it quits our getting in at about 6:00. I had to lay down a spell to escape the pain, and slept for and hour’n’a-half. Woke up feeling the better. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ No new calves here today. Bro’s calf crop doubled today. He’s two calves now. (smile) All in all, a bright sunny skied day for a supposedly forecasted rain soaker. Lollipops Fernan

Press photo shoot…..

….has been postponed another day. Sheesh! I stepped outside this AM into an icy North by Northwest breeze. Leaving the deck or the ramp that breeze turned to bone chilling wind I returned to the confort and security of my home for a hat with ear flaps. I ain‘t going out in these cod ice cycled elements for no book nor publicity shot in a more proper Summer wardrobe in the bottoming cold temperatures. (Brrrr) It’s cold here. Only thing missing is snow. And the Pantsailvainiand’s and Nude Yerkers sucked over, grabbed down over them, all that last seasonal snow. There ought-a-be a law! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Having been outside meeting the elements head on, I find some difficulty in making up what’s left of my mind as what I want to do with my day. Wood cut into blocks waiting splitting I’m thinking can wait. I don’t trust either the winds nor the trees those wood chunks lie under not to blow down (or over) on us? It comes to chain sawing some timber, again I don’t trust these winds not to blow something down on us. And these winds could (would) fill out eyes with blown sawdust. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The clear skied Sun may look warm and inviting, but from what I’ve seen and felt outside this morning it is not a friendly element out there. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Could load up and take the Krapsman lawn tractor to the shop for servicing. Especially since at last season’s discovering three handily hidden zerk grease fittings on the underside of the mower deck. Hardest part the machine’s fully serviced adventure was my pouring 90weigh oil into the idée bitty hole I had to take a driver wheel off to get to. The hole was so small I’m sure somewhere upon our planet a smaller funnel does exist. As it was I poured into the transmission assembly all of ¾’s a pint 90weight oil at less than a table sppon full at a time. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Outside in the ladies freshened pasture our count was 4 more calves born today. What a day for new life’s onto this Earth. It was as if overtime one of us turned around we had another brand new life what had joined us. What sights pleasured our eyes especially one dazzling white calf. This evening getting was around about¼ 0f 7:00PM. I was exhausted, but pleased with a modestly successful day. I’ll sleep well tonight. Lollipops Fernan

Windy

Unrelenting winds here all day. Weather forecaster predicting even higher winds tomorrow. We worked the fences up around the front here. Fixed a number of problems, insulators, a couple broken wires. There’s even an exceptionally slightest chance of snow? Fixing these fences were enough for us. Donning Winter wear to stand against the cold wind blasts chickened us to putting a few hours with in the shop’s shielding walls. All the tractors meeting in the shop a few days ago are all back on line, even the little Work Horse lawn tractor. Fully greased, fluids topped off, still needing one new spark-plug. (It’s on my new shopping expedition want list.) It’s almost there. Gosh all Monday’s memory games I remembered to clean 2 1/2sets of spark-plugs for the 4020JD. Why, I had even remembered to mix some salt for the water holes. Three are taken care of, one more to go tomorrow. The ladies have been given the near west side pasture. It should keep them busy for the next four days at least. Calves are growing like weeds and celbrating their new lives are busy running in circles around their mothers just a high tailing it like they do. Just getting start out the driveway five deer crossed the road near in front of us. Shortly later heard a gun shot suggesting somebody’s trying to put some venison on his table. Now, if I can only remember to give Bro’ his 2012 tractor calendar before it expires? Lollipops Fernan

pooped out

The Morning had a nice start. Looking out I saw plenty of sunshine. Walking to the barn I fed the cats and eye-balled the ladies. 1 calf short the count the Cushman and I went for a drive. Fillip coming out while I was counting to 3 Fillip was making some strange irregular hand signs. Joining him the calf count was to come out right plus 1 more new born calf. By noon or shortly there after another calf was born down in the hollow. Still a-waiting additional calf births to join the single calf at Bro’s. As far as mechanizing, Fillip had later assured me we’d gotten a lot done. Regardless how much we’d actually gotten done I was savagely thrown against my wall before 2:00PM. I felt as if I were coming apart physically, mentally, emotionally; it was time to go home. The little Ford fully serviced was ready to roll. The baler serviced was handily parked outside. The Work Horse tractor bathed and dried was center shop floor parked for service. Everything picked up, packed up, locked up, I was ready to roll the Cushman, Fillip the little Ford. At home the back blade we put on the repaired 3pt hitch. Once inside the house I totally relaxed, sitting a few moments, dinner prepared I ate. After lunch attempting to put my barnyard tux on I was blessed with an excruciating pain in my left hip socket. I backed off my intentions. Thought about it for a moment, continuing to feel a bit out of it; so, I laid down and slept for an 1½hr. Upon waking it was getting to late to run the road to get a whole lot done. In-stead we rode the fence lines out back for windfall notations. None were found. Even as I write this I’ve still got the shakes. Lollipops Fernan