Son Milo was with us for Thanksgiving. No turkey and dressing for us. I roasted a couple of pheasant breasts the old-fashioned way – in the oven – wrapped in bacon and smothered in sour cream. The resulting sauce was delicious over baked potatoes. Milo brought a pumpkin pie, so the meal was an easy fix.
 |
| Devastation discovered Nov. 15 |
As you might recall, on our last trip to the farm, we discovered that the maple tree in the yard had suffered yet another wind event that left the yard a mess of limbs and branches, so Friday, we took sons Milo and Clint with us to the farm to clear the debris. “It’s no big deal,” we said. “It won’t take long. It’s probably an hour’s work. We'll be home for lunch.”
“It looks like a lot of work to me,” observed brother Chuck as he looked at the picture of the mess. And he was right!
 |
| 4-wheeler fun |
It took the three of them four hours. Mike did the sawing while Milo and Clint made a dozen trips to the burn pile on the other side of the pond with the 4-wheeler and trailer. Once the delimbing was done, Mike cut the branches into firewood, and again, it was more than we expected.
Hallie said she was sorry to miss the “Family Fun Day,” and based on the
photo I texted to her, she immediately observed that Mike still wasn’t letting
anyone else use the saw. That wasn’t lost on the boys either. “When we’re 50,
will we be old enough to use the saw, Dad?” queried Milo.
At any rate, we are so grateful we had the help to clean up that mess. As Mike put it, it amounted to 12 man hours. It was probably more than the two of us could have done in a day.
 |
| Pocket gopher mounds |
We had two mice in traps. I’ll spare you the details. I reset the traps, but I forgot to bring more with me, which was unfortunate because I see that the little pests are cavorting throughout the first floor. The rodent problem in the yard has escalated. Fortunately, I had the time to work those over with my applicator. KW
4 comments:
As Dan always says, another half hour job that took two days!! LOL!
Haha! Dan knows how it is.
Mike even assured Clint that it was not more than a two-man job, and he didn't need to come with us. We were glad he was there.
Those 4-wheeler photos are funny. Those two are the same as always.
Hallie, exactly what I thought. When Clint got into the car, I stifled the urge to say, "No fighting." But of course, they didn't fight. Clint said that Friday's work was "fun in an oddly punishing way."
Post a Comment