Number 1 son visited last week on leave from C-17 load masters charm school courtesy of the USAF....if only I would have known!! It was very hot but we put him to work and he seemed to really enjoy it. We ate good, visited Baker Seed, feed stores, and he got to drive the tractors of course.
He helped plow up the new Sorghum patch.
And we fought over who got to work the Kubota.
Dear old dad mostly got relegated to farm hand status.
But threats and coersion sometimes work.
At the end of the day, you still have to get hands on. Interestingly, we didnt fight over who got to do the hand work.
The mowing worked something like an old Tom Sawyer story...as in "I need to go mow and its so fun I want to do it myself, why dont you watch TV?"
Worked like a charm.
Note the shades.
Then it was time for the oil change...we used the garden shed since the workers had the other garage tied up with the instal of the doors and windows.
Farming is hard work.
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