- Bold, impudent behavior: “the gall to demand a fee”.
- Annoyance; irritation.
- An abnormal growth formed in response to the presence of insect larvae, mites, or fungi on plants and trees, esp. oaks.
Make (someone) feel annoyed: “losing galled him”.
bile – impudence
vex – nettle – annoy – irritate – chafe – aggravate
Which pretty well defines Weiner and the S.D. Mayor.
Fellow up the road spent a couple of days gathering cattle, planning to market them this week. He scheduled in three trucks, about sixty head to the trailer. I got a call from a mutual acquaintance this morning wanting bodies. Some one had come along last night and left a gate open. We tulrned police, setting up road blocks and slowly herding those critters back into the holding pasture. Some had wandered a couple of miles, and some of those bar ditches are deep enough to hide every head that escaped.
Thankfully the moisture in the air was enough for heavy dew and helped us find most. The owner is still missing five. We’ll probably never know how or why the gate was left open, or opened and left. The loss of those five was quite a loss, however.
The mother of the ex-deputy overdosed again. The lady is now working two part time jobs, divorced, has custody of her older son through court ordered supervision (makes one wonder where it comes from, thirty plus years old, kids of his own, and mother is the one that has to accept responsibility). Her other son (another marriage/father) is earning himself a reputation.
He’s getting kicked out of his rental house in the country and is moving into a house near his Aunt. She is having a camera system installed, all pointing at the house the kid is going to rent.
I told the near neighbor I’d take care of that property just north of him. After mowing twice, I told him as soon as I sharpened the blades on the bush hog I’d come back and get the stems full grown Johnson Grass leaves behind, almost regardless of the height of the rotary mower deck.
I finally got around to it this morning. While mowing I wasn’t pleased with the plum thickets and the undergrowth. I started backing into the thickets with the tractor and bush hog and the wheels came off the deck. The safety wire I used to secure them had broken. Can’t complain. It’s been on there a year or so, but I can complain about the two hours I spent looking for the wheel.
I might like those plums if I were a canner or some sort, but I don’t do a lot of Jams and Jelly’s.
Yes. I did get all the canes. Took going over twice – once each way.
From the reaches,