In Which lobiwan Asks His Readers to Please Use Their Imagination.
So it (finally) rained, and I so I left the drill over at the Gray Havens so I could load up some seed for a contract grower and apply fertilizer to the circle. I know what you are thinking. Didn't you just purchase a tractor so as to avoid this kind of wasteful driving back and forth across the countryside in your one tractor-which-is-big-enough-to-handle-all-of-the-various-things-you-have-to-do? A: Yes. But the new tractor (kind of like a new baby) had to go in and have it's 50 hour checkup with the dealership. So imagine the following images: The 8100 loading bulk bags of seed onto a flatbed semi-trailer. The 8100 hooking up to the sprayer. The 8100 applying fertilizer to the corn stalks. Anna going along for the ride. An image of the ball valve to the fresh water tank on the sprayer in the open position, so that lobiwan can't figure out why his sprayer won't maintain pressure. An image of driving home after dark. An image of driving back over to the Gray Havens. Thanks.
Labels: Anna, cuteness, Farmin', Fashion, Stupidity, too much information, weather, Wilderness Survival
1 Comments:
Thanks for keeping our brains agile. Alzheimers and all that. Imagining is good for you.
10:42 AM, October 23, 2008
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