FarMin Some'mo

This past weekend T and I toiled at the "pwopety" while Adalynn and Keely played at Opa and Oma's. Saturday we were pleased with our progress, and super excited about the prospect of working more on Sunday.

Saturday:

T drove the tractor out to the property. From our home. It was H-O-T. I just love my man on a tractor!

But, com'in on up the last couple of hills, the poor tractor started sputtering. I don't think it's been worked that hard in a while. So, he made it to the field, and then let it rest a while.

T said he really thought he was flying on the country roads, at 13mph...until a couple a big boy tractors passed him...really passed him...going really fast....

Thankfully, after a rest, it started back up. Good, good tractor!

We placed 15 T-posts, and mowed a good path. Then I ran out of gas in the mower (we're push mowing, it's actually working quite well to clear brush...), and we decided to ride double on the big tractor just for fun. PS. if you were driving on Kzoo Ave at approximately 8pm on Saturday night, please ignore the woman waving like a lunatic/pageant-ess from the tractor. She didn't know what she was doing.

Sunday (SUNDAY!!!) we began to drive from our home to the property. T asked if I wanted a cat, he'd seen one hiding in the log we'd just passed...only it wasn't just one...

There were 6 - SIX!!! - 8-10wk old kittens. So we tossed 'em in the back of the truck and took 'em home. And that was the end of workday-Sunday. T said this was God's way of saying we should'a gone to church. He may be right.