Although My Farmer is keeping saner hours now, he is still hard at work and soaking up every warm November day to catch up on basic field maintenance. The tool of choice is the backhoe.
My Farmer, his brother and his father keep tabs during the growing season – discovering wet spots, which usually means a broken tile, noticing trees or shrubs infringing on the field’s outer edges and if any new farms were purchased, planning for the removal of old fencerows, the building of waterways, field drives, etc.
I mean, a farmer is never really without anything to do. Their lists go on and on and on and on. . .
So the past few days My Farmer and family have been taking the backhoe from here to there and back over yonder. And while my farm boy has spent some time with them, he comes home to do some of his own digging.
Read more 30 Day blogs starting with My Generation. And follow more of my 30 Days of the Not So Glamorous Life of this Farm Wife:
- Day 1: Hunger Games. Hungry Planet.
- Day 2: Chili, Children, & Checkers
- Day 3: My Very Fairy Farm Princess
- Day 4: Sunday School Lesson
- Day 5: Wackie Day. Wackie Cake.
- Day 6: Tricked Out Tractor
- Day 7: God Bless Teachers
- Day 8: Just Breathe
- Day 9: Meet My Farm Boy
- Day 10: Date Night
- Day 11: America the Beautiful
- Day 12: What Farm Wives Discuss When Farmers Aren’t Around
- Day 13: Working Calves
- Day 14: Leavin’ On A Jet Plane
- Day 15: A Face in the Crowd
- Day 16: Home Again & Harvest Dinner
- Day 17: Spring Cleaning
- Day 18: 4-H Superheroes
- Day 19: I’m Nuts About. . .
- Day 20: Prepping for Turkey Day