A Job Worth Doing…
November 5, 2017, 8:05 pm
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November 5, 2017

How many times have you heard that a job worth doing, is worth doing right.? It always makes me laugh as I clean the barn…that is one job that just won’t stay done! I find it almost therapeutic. Cleaning the barn daily, makes it look and smell nice. I am sue the animals appreciate it too. In fact, I think they pay me with manure for keeping their beds clean.

I like the feeling of satisfaction I get as I apply fresh bedding and sweep the barn. It pleases me to know that all is well. The animals are in their stalls eating or have just been turned out to pasture as I clean. In any case, the clean, neat barn, gives me a sense of pride.

This wheelbarrow load of sawdust, old hay and manure is headed for the compost pile. It won’t get spread on the fields until next spring. This is the beginning of next years fertilizer. The pit is now empty waiting for the animals and I to fill it up again. The repetitive barn cleanings, just like daily chores, make up a farmers life. I love this life and wouldn’t change a thing!

Pitching In
May 18, 2014, 1:09 pm
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Hauling a load of saw logs for a friend

Hauling a load of saw logs for a friend

May 18, 2014

A couple of weeks ago, I hauled a load of logs to a sawmill for a friend. He had lumber made to finish his hay mow floor. I did it just because he asked me to do it. Our friendship has been a long one with give and take on both sides. It works best that way. Pitching in to help a friend makes a guy feel good too!

Yesterday, was our company’s community project. Seventy plus people gathered under stormy skies to make a small difference in the community. I would say that the improvements we made were huge.

Flowerbeds were created and plants planted. Low spots were filled with dirt and planted back to grass. White paint flowed like water as benches and bleachers were made new again. People worked like bees as all of us worked on a football field for “midget footballers”.

Mulch was spread everywhere on flowerbeds and fence edges. Weedeaters and mowers made short work of the grass and weeds, while lopers made blisters, as old vines were cut from the chain link fence.

Smiles and chatter were the order of the day. The old field was made new again. The concession stand was painted, repaired and adorned with new counter tops. Signs were placed on the outside wall, naming each team that plays and will play on the field.

American flags were placed and one great big “old glory” hangs from a flagpole, illuminated even at night. The efforts from many hands could be seen all over that field. Folks all agreed that the biggest reason we were there…was for the kids. I know that was the only reason that I was there!

Pitching in ... It matters!

Pitching in … It matters!