Began haying again yesterday evening late – no good. The hydraulic hoses sprung a leak and emptied the reservoir. What that means, as the tractor is hydro-static, is the transmission emptied.
The hoses broke beneath the operating deck, out of sight, and only the difficulty in handling gave warning. The decision to drive the vehicle back to the barn was made and there it sits. All places for replacing metric hoses are closed.
There is some drawback to mixed sizes.
The ex-deputy called and promised he would come be and fix his delayed project. I’m of mind of laughing. It has become somewhat of a snicker worthy joke.
All routine notifications of an address change have been made except ;bank. I’ll catch them Monday. I forgot to mention that the post office again delayed the address change to suit the pay period of the route driver.
It isn’t that I mind so much, it’s just that I’m like most others, not caring to be dictated to by the ‘Crats in their gilded offices miles and miles from my reality. Speak quietly when near the government.
Shameful way to live , isn’t it?
You notice the the Nevada rancher was put down because he said blacks would be better off as slaves than the way they now act? And have you noticed that a Black Man has written a book coming to the exact same conclusion the rancher was trying to expound without being rude?
Worlds a funny place, but charity starts in an individual heart, not in a government office.
From the reaches,