|Roof cross pieces going up|
|Lamb shed ready for a new side. Dung pile gone.|
|Dexter cows hanging in the shade.|
We did manage to get about an hour on the barn roof. I screwed down the supports today and we started to put in the cross beams. I am hoping to get those fully installed tomorrow after the weather quits cooperating with the weed spraying (wind blows). Mr. President is going to start tearing off the old granary tin roof tomorrow. We have to install two safety points so he can hook in his fall harness. Plus the cell phone in his pocket is necessary to call for help. He tells me he does some rock climbing so he can probably get himself upright. Hopefully, he doesn't fall and the safety equipment is just a pain in the butt. I will make him wear it. Better safe then sorry after falling off the roof.
The mule spray setup has arms that you extend, four feet to a side so you can spray a 12 foot swath. These arms are on a swivel/spring setup so if you hit something the arm bends back and then snaps back into place. What they don't tell you is the plastic nozzles do not tolerate getting banged into hard objects. I broke two this morning and had to have Annmarie pick up spares. The nozzles have very small holes and kept getting clogged up with particles. I would stop and clean out the offending nozzle and then continue on. I now have a bucket in the back with some tools and the spare parts needed to fix the sprayer instantly.
Stupid horses got in the yard and would not leave. Hogs, kept eating the green apples off our apple tree in the front yard. I tried chasing her away but she just kept coming back. I finally just gave up. Especially, since I cannot let the dog chase the horses out of the yard. Zeke is adjusting to his life in lock down. When I was off spraying he had to stay on the run, and as soon as I got back I let him off. After three weeks Zeke will finally let Mr. President pet him.
|The green/blue color on the hillside is star thistle a noxious weed. The reason I am spraying every thing.|