As spring comes so do BIG jobs. We were feeling a tad/lot overwhelmed. We had a burden of work to do and little time to do it. It was hanging over our heads. How could we simplify our life?
A Mini-backhoe was dropped off as My Loving Spouse had a hole to dig. Major plans for a new irrigation box. Sounds simple, no? No! Our Handy Man in Training spent most of Saturday down in a muddy hole.
A wooden box with no bottom is replaced with a taller wooden box with a bottom. (Cue applause)
Tightly fitting around the two irrigation pipes was a must. My Loving Spouse builds the box in place with help from the Handy Man in Training and Number Four Son, (who was on a ‘break’ from working with me).
(The hope for the new irrigation box is to force the water up higher in the box. Thereby utilizing gravity to move the water where we want it. No more gas pumps and more control of using our irrigation water for us and our hungry herd.)
The willows were filled with ‘Widow Makers’. It wasn’t safe for the animals and was in dire need of a huge cut back and clean up. (This involves chainsaws and muscles) Number Four Son and Number Four Wife had offered to bless us by coming over for a day to work.
I cannot keep up with all they do, and I am on my tractor.
Agnes and Kirk look on while Number Four uses the back-hoe to scoop up Willow bits left and right.
By the end of the day, My Loving Spouse and I are hitting the ibuprofen and counting our blessings.
-grateful for young hard workers that share themselves with us
-for the amazing progress that was done
– grateful that the tractor is not in the middle of the road, where it was when I ran it out of diesel. (Yes, I do know you’re not supposed to run diesel engines out of fuel. Luckily, My Loving Spouse knows how to fix it, as this might not be the first time this has happened).
My Loving Spouse rebounds from ‘overwhelm’ to…
“Let’s get bees…”
and we are blessed,
especially by those who share themselves with us.
PS: Gunner wants you to know, that camping for a few rainy days was the best part of Spring Break
I love that Agnes and Kirk are calmly taking it all in. Looks like the chickens (+ duck) are taking refuge behind the chairs. Wish we were closer and could help. How’s your back?
Oh, thank you Carole, I wish anyone who wishes they could help lived closer. My back is doing better than I feared, so I am grateful. I hope your remodel is completed and you can visit us sometime.
OMG, the duck still thinks she/he is a chicken!
You know how I wish that I could be helping at Glory Farm!
I, John also, miss you 😘
Miss you too….
so very much!