Wow a terrific thunder storm late yesterday and Billy did it again. He took off on his golf cart again, watched his son Shaun hay for a bit then took off down the highway. When the storm hit we had no idea where he was so out to look for him. Luckily he was just heading back along the lake when we found him, no windshield in his cart so needless to say he was a bit wet. Oh yes this time he had left his cell at home so no way to contact him!
We mowed grass on the half acre surrounding the old house and I was going to use the drag cutter on most of it but, the quad that dragged it had a flat tire and the air compressor wouldn’t pressure up.
The farm house is in the middle of getting reroofed and the native crew that are doing it had lunch yesterday and then took two hours off to digest what they had eaten, when the wind came up I suggested that they get the plastic secure before they lost it, one of them said –yeah and there is a storm coming in. They didn’t fasten it down, got rained out and now there are buckets throughout the house in an attempt to catch the drips. The new insulation is now full of water.
Two lady cousins came for dinner last night making for 12 of us at the table. And good the dinner was!
This is probably pretty boring stuff I’m writing for some of you who visit here regularly, but as I mentioned a few days right now I’m producing a brief travel-log.
The kids here (Billy and Arlene’s grandchildren) live an envious life. They may not get exposed to what we may refer to as a more sophisticated life, but they are on a farm, they have chores, they get to drive everything that is here at an early age, the two youngest plus one cousin at any given time may be zipping around on a Quad, Granpa’s golf cart or the 4wd atv. Ty is 7, his sister Taylor is 10 as is cousin Courtenay. When the vehicles have minor mechanical problems, Ty is the man! He can get most things going and on the road. The eldest girl (Shanelle) is 13 and is now driving one of the pick=ups on her own on the farm roads. She also helps with the haying and other chores. The evening feeding of the orphaned calf is her responsibility. She also sings country and western (very well) at many of the local functions. I’ll post a picture of the two younger girls giving the calf her morning feed.
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