Guess what? Chicken butt. No, not that. The wind blew from the north again today, BUT it wasn't blowing nearly as hard as the last few days. AND, it went down early this evening.
I worked in the house this morning while Terry raked and started baling a small field of grass and weeds. Then I took him dinner so we could have a picnic on the banks of the Silver Leaf. Afterwards, Dandi and I walked to the south side of the field, but didn't see anything spectacular. We just gathered ticks.
The weeds in the garden were getting quite thick and growing taller, so I weeded it this afternoon. Apparently, while I was on my hands and knees, Terry tried and tried to call me, but my phone never rang. It's rather hard to get me when I'm in the garden, but when I'm on my hands and knees, it's worse. I stood up and my phone rang. "I'VE BEEN TRYING TO CALL YOU! I NEED HELP! ONE OF THE HAY TRAILERS IS LOADED, BUT IT HAS A FLAT TIRE AND I'M TRYING TO GO THROUGH THE PASTURE AND THE COWS WON'T LEAVE THE BALES ALONE!"
I went over as fast as I could, but by the time I arrived, Terry had unhooked the 2nd trailer which had the flat tire and was on his way out of the pasture. The cows were running behind him-- at least they left the bales on the disabled trailer to follow him. I helped him get through the gate without Iris, Winona, Ismay, Izzy, Eloise, Monica, Woolie, Lori, Calista, and Naomi escaping. Then I guarded the trailer while he went to unload the trailer he was pulling. That was an easy job because the cows had lost interest in it.
We made a quick trip to Brookings for more Teff seed. Something went wrong with the spray that was applied to the hayfield. The Teff grass around the edge of the field came up, but then died off. It needs to be planted again.
And wild roses. That's all. Guten Tag. KT&D