Heads down, walking slowly through the dry grass, we meander. Usually, its just Quinlan and I, though, occasionally, another child or two will bounce by, peering at the dirt, then rush off to play Pokemon or Star Wars or some other made up role playing game. They ask if Quinlan would like to join in…

To continue my story from the other day… The frame was unloaded, trundled over to the rest of the disc mower, and the brackets and tires bolted on. There was more shifting, wiggling, pushing. The frame needed to come back another 1.5”. The skidsteer couldn’t move more… so a comealong and chain were strapped on….

Pieces lay scattered through the grass: a pin, a chain, a crowbar, a tire. We pulled up in the pickup, and, as usual, I was instantly amazed. What lay before me in the field appeared to be a mechanical troll’s irritated vengeance. A piece here. Another there. Chaos. I remembered the phone call. “Is the…

Brandon shoves and holds calves up the small chute while Megan and Daniel vaccinate. Tess loads the small pen but keeps an eye on the kiddos bringing calves in the other pen. Should he do an ad for vaccine? Reagan has a question for Aunt Megan. Megan answers. ❤️ Back to work. Watching the help.