Saturday, June 27, 2015

One Down, a Bazillion to Go

I finished it! One of my stealth knitting projects is finished. I was so excited that I turned into a knitting floozy and knit a little it on all my other projects, not faithful to any of them. But I do still have another stealth project I must return to tomorrow.

No pictures of either of those stealth projects yet. Never fear, all will be revealed later, with lots of pictures.

Also today, the hay was raked, turned over and fluffed into the warm wind.

Now we wait for the baler.

In the meantime, the hay smells delightful.

Friday, June 26, 2015

Bringing the Big Rigs

On our 40 acre farm we don't use the big huge tractors you see around the areas on some of the area farms.  We have a comfortable sized 550 Oliver.   A moderate sized green and white tractor that I can even see over the top of its hood.
However, this year when Hubby decided he didn't want to bale the four little fields along side our house, extending to the pines that stretch across the back of the property, he turned to Older Son and his Best Bud.  He offered them the haying rights and they snapped them up.  So, Tuesday, Older Son showed up.
I definitely cannot look over the hood of this big red beast.  Older Son and his boss have always been partial to Red.  I have a warm spot in my heart for them myself.  In my formative years, all my grandpa and uncle, who lived next door, ever drove were Farmall and International Harvester.  Red all the way.
Older Son and a friend were operating this monster in the fields.  If you can see, there are three cutters here.  One in front, and another on each side.
Luckily there has been no rain to speak of since it was cut.  It is just waiting for another neighbor to come with their big (possibly Green and Yellow) tractor to rake and then bale.
 Hubby and Older Son took a look at the swathes.
They agreed there was a pretty good stand of hay.
In defense of Older Son, and the crooked wind rows......He wasn't driving.
And in case any city folk are among the readers, know that the color and brand of tractor is a big deal.  On the order of Michigan versus Ohio State.  Or for knitters, soft merino versus cheap acrylic.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

A Me Day

While trying to energize myself for the day, I got a call from my friend and former co-worker Donna to see if I would be interested in riding along with her to Holland. Sure I said, always up for a day with her. And she shamelessly bribed me with lunch too. Of course I said yes.

I thought she said she was heading to the farm store. But she was headed to the Heinz outlet store. With a few side trips to some thrift stores.

What fun. I found tops for me and a couple shorts for my Little Farmer too. After a minor disaster at the Heinz store, while Donna smelled of Worcestershire sauce, I merely had dirt on my shirt. Luckily the next resale store let me change into one of my new tops before we went to lunch. I "accidentally" came home with a lifetime supply of Jack Daniels barbecue sauce--six large bottles, among ketchup, relish, vinegar and more.

Lunch was fabulous..too much food and we each had boxes of appetizers, main course and dessert to bring home. We each had a bag full. We both may smell like garlic for a week. We both had new delicious things to eat. How did I survive this long without having cannoli.

Donna, I'm ready for your next day trip anytime.

Except for Wednesday. Wednesdays Belong to my Little Farmer.



Monday, June 22, 2015

Back Again

Unfortunately, except for special occasion posts like the one posted yesterday, there isn't much to blog about.  I didn't get to get any new pictures this past week of Little Farmer because he went to a conference with his mom on the day I usually watch him.
However, my knitting, is making much progress.  Unfortunately, the items I have been working on are stealth projects. So I can't share any pictures of them.
But since I have been making such good time them, I started and finished another fun little project.
A fun little coaster.  It was quick and dirty, just what I needed to take my mind off the stealth knitting.  It only took a bit of yarn, and not much time.  I may make a set of them.  But I can just do one here and there, and now, pretty much without the pattern nearby.  I have another pattern I want to try too.  Not many out there that are knit. 
And that makes five completed projects for the year.  And oh so many on deck, besides the WIPs. 

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Happy Father's Day

My dad has been gone 9 years now.
Such a patient, loving man.  He was devoted to my mom in the years after her stroke, caring for her at home.  And never missing a day when she was hospitalized.
Yeah, he was pretty smitten, you might say.  He was a great role model, and I still miss him.
He was pretty handy too.  I still have the tv table and stereo stand he made, out of walnut lumber he had milled from a friend's downed tree. He was often out in his shop in the barn, puttering around, and working on things.  Why, he and mom even built both homes they lived in, from scratch.   
My dad.  He was quite the catch.
And quite the handsome dude he was too.