Another short night.

I think I may have gotten too hot the last few weeks. I had planned on driving a tractor yesterday, but that hardly happened. I took the cultivator to the field, only to return to the shop for "fine tuning". A quick trip to town to pick up some parts and in short order it was ready to go back for another try. This time it did what it was supposed to do.

But, by then it was lunch and Pepa and Jason were waiting to take me back to the shop. So, I left the tractor in the field and took a lunch break.

During lunch Pepa told me he wanted to put another cultivator on the 4850 (his personal favorite tractor). I asked why, and who he expected to drive it. He became very irate, and told me he would worry about that.

So after lunch I returned to the farm shop, made a quick trip to town to pick up some parts, back to the farm and hooked up the culivator.

I had been watching the wind turbines for about three weeks, trying to catch the wind just right to finish one farm. I lacked seventeen acres, but our neighbor has milo planted and I know it wouldn't like a dose of roundup. I figured the wind was as good as it was going to get so I hopped in the spray coupe and made the drive to Wastella.

The spray job only took about ten minutes, so I had more invested in the commute than the work. Ironically, on my way back I saw Pepa trolling down the road looking for me. First time in weeks he has been out of the house and now he is just like a bad penny!

Rian came through yesterday, headed to De Leon for the Peach and Melon Festival. Mid-afternoon Jason got away with the pull tractors. Devon has two a day football workouts so he didn't go to the pull. Rian drove the Econo Rod and Jason drove the Pro Mod. Fourth and sixth places, but more importantly they didn't hurt anything.

I did go back to my cultivator briefly, then headed to Abilene. I was headed to Garbo's Locksmith in Abilene to have some keys made. Pepa, Jason and I all had taken a key to Sweetwater and had keys made, but none of them would work. I believe they used the wrong blank. It appeared very similar, but one of the inlays is not a ninety degree cut, it is angular. Best part is that Garbo's stamps all their keys and I can get my money back if there is a problem. Thanks Greta! (Seriously, that is the lady's name).

Prior to getting up this morning I laid in bed almost two hours. Tossing and turning. Yet, I was observing the three hound girls in the soft light of the night light. There is never a problem with the Big Sister and the Good Sister. They know each other and respect each other's space. Now Eville, the Evil Sister, is another story. She is all bark and bluster and she thinks she is as entitled as either other hounds. Eville has this throaty little growl when she wants someone or something to move. I could see Eville's head looking over Krl at the other two hound girls (which were in the middle) when the throaty growl began. Immediately that growl was answered by the Big Sister. I figure we were fixing to have a little spat, but when the Big Sister moved toward Eville, she began cleaning the sleepies from Eville's eyes. Immediately Eville shut up and was thrilled for the attention.

I couldn't help but giggle at the wisdom the Big Sister showed. And I thought, "Make her start her night over!"

Have a day!

FATHER, we could sure use some relief. We are struggling. Bless us Oh LORD, and expand our boundaries.