Nothing makes me more nervous than when a piece of machinery breaks down. My nerves have nothing to do with slowed progress or the cost of repairs. No, my nerves are because I might be asked to “go for parts”. Growing up, I can remember accompanying my mother on more than one “parts run”. At … More Going For Parts
For the introduction to this series of posts about the life of an old farm truck and its extensive need for replacement parts, see “One Piece At a Time“. This post offers details on the fate of a windshield and hood of the 1977 Ford 3/4 ton pickup truck (“Old Brown”) that was the workhorse … More Windshield #4 and Hood #2
In a previous post (Roofs, and Trees, and Tornadoes–Oh My!), I discussed the tornado damage to our house and farm. This summer has been spent repairing the damage done by the storm and because of that, we have made little (no) progress toward many of our long-term goals. I am not a patient person when … More Rebuilding
Auction: A place where someone’s useless junk is exchanged for money and moves to another location. This process is repeated in approximately a decade. Eclectic fence: We are all used to e-l-e-c-t-r-i-c fences. But an e-c-l-e-c-t-i-c fence is one which started as a perfectly spaced work of perimeter art consisting of a predictable pattern of fence … More Farm Glossary
I often wonder what my children will think about when they’re grown. What memories will they have of their early years here at home? One memory of my children that I will carry includes the summer evenings we spent around campfires on the driveway. Memories are often about specifics–time, place, colors, words, smells and other … More Memories
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