This week has been a welcome relief as we are finally getting some moisture that we desperately needed. Most of the week has been pucker and spit (growing up we always assumed a rain shower was near when people talked about the sky puckering up and spit is just a drop or two, barely enough to get our hopes up before breaking off to sunshine again). But once and a while, we got a good shower to wet things down and to calm the dust. Continue reading
The water pump went out in the little tractor. This is the tractor that we use a lot during hay season. It is powerful enough to run the baler, nimble enough to pull the rake, and comfortable to drive the fluffer.
Repairs during the middle of hay season are always a bother, first parts need to be ordered. Then once the parts come into the dealership a trip into town is needed, before the repair can even be started which takes valuable time away from the business of making hay.
In the meantime, we are limping along with one tractor. It much more work to switch equipment for each task, and it takes longer because only one job can be done at a time rather than having one tractor fluffing while another rakes.
A rainy day leads to teeth replacement for the hay rake. Unable to go up the hill and work in the woods gave us the time to fine tune the equipment before hay season goes into full swing.
The teeth of the rake work to corral all the drying stems of the drying grass into rows for the baler to pick up.
As the days sweep by we have begun gearing up for hay season. There is a particular worry this year as news that a local highway will be shut down for several months right after the July 4th Holiday rush. Normally a road closure doesn’t impact the farm too much. But this time, timing could become an issue. Continue reading
A dear friend of mine recently gifted me a reciprocal saw that she no longer wanted. Never at a loss for tasks around the farm, it did not take long before the saw was used on a variety of projects.
This picture is a little deceiving, we are not making wood with the recip-saw, just using the stack of firewood to lean against as Mike cuts a board for a repair out in the bull barn.
It sure comes in handy to have friends that outgrow their toys and gift them rather than letting them sit unused for decades.
Thank you D.
I finally departed with my old faithful boots. I had worn so many holes in them, they were no longer useful unless the ground was frozen solid in every spot on the farm. A new pair of boots was purchased at the local farm store (when they were on sale of course).
I have become a Muck Boot devotee, now that I have had several years of the sweet cushion of neoprene uppers and layers of soft pads under my feet I doubt if I will ever be able to go back to plain old rubber boots. I have been pampered, and it is going to have to stay that way. Continue reading
With the abrupt change from summer to fall, we found the need to start up the wood fired boiler after turning it off four months ago.
The firebox was cleaned out along with the chimney and the ash trap under the firebox, but when it came time to return power to the unit the control box was dead. Now we had been having issues nearing the time when we turned the boiler off in June, but we were hoping that a vacation from work would put the unit in a better mood. It did not.
A new unit was ordered and one of my brother’s scheduled a time to come up and wire the control box to the boiler. Easy-peasy. It was a small box, not that many wires with a fairly simple design. Shouldn’t take more than an hour or two to fix.
Before removing the old unit, a quick picture was taken for reference installing the new one. This proved to be very helpful.
My advice to anyone thinking about a repair that is more complex than screwing in a light-bulb, take a picture before you start your project. It worked for me.