The calves all arrived on time and station. I now have a lower lot full of steer and cow, all under five hundred pounds. All spooky. Another day or so of settling in and we should be good for the summer. Water, to keep the grass strong, will be the mext worry. That’ll be a bit.
We dragged a piece of equipment forty odd miles for an electrical problem. The mech thought he might cure the problem in thrity minutes and ended keeping the equipment for = probably forever. Looks like a the problem is in the wiring harness itself, which is a rarity. All the obvious checks, we conducted here and finally the mech gave up on the quick fix and agreed.
While out and about I met the only surviving member of the Ortiz family. He was the young fellow that discovered his family tortured and murdered by the BTK killler some years back. The torture was brutal before the murder. His life hasn’t been the American dream, just a guy truckin’ along the best he could.
Oddly enough the sheriff that finally caught the killer (years after the incident) owns a farm near my place, as does the sheriffs brother. They are both more or less retired now. The sheriff came up with the trap that finally caught the killer.
Closer to home, I finally found some copper dust for the apple tree rust. Maybe, if I hurry, I can get some spray on the trees before they fruit out on me. It would be nice to have aples this year. Last year without wasn’t very enjoyable.
From the reaches,