The road bans went off and Frank [the plow guy] came over to pick up the skid steer and its attachments. I took a shot through the window as he was taking the huge and heavy post pounder.
It made me very sad to hear that engine wind up and know it would be the last time I heard it. Hubby loved that piece of equipment more than he loved [cough cough] his wife??? Maybe not, but it was his the one piece of equipment he adored the most.
I told Frank about the guys taking my homemade post pounder and he told me about how he made his own too. He described the very same method that Rich used. When he pulled out the skid steer, he forgot to detach the battery tender and destroyed it. He sheepishly offered to pay for a new one.
I asked him if he could make me another homemade post pounder instead. I'd call it even as I had another battery tender in the basement for the 4 wheeler battery that I take out each winter.
Yes. Soon I'll have another handmade t post pounder! Color me happy!
He then purchased a whole roll of barbed wire and gave me the going price for it even though I'm pretty sure that Rich probably got it at a huge discount years ago.
We discussed demolishing the busted garage and then regrading the area between the house and the old garage. Frank explained it all giving me a vision and direction that I could not have thought of. It will improve the drainage around the house and will improve the view from the house. [Imagine not having to look at a busted up building and seeing the forest instead!]
I got an odd phone call a bit later. It was from the Glen the Bow Hunter who leases the land next door. He sold some more 'property' in Kenosha and needed to invest it so avoid taxes. He offered for the fourth time to buy my farm and let me live on it.
I cannot see how that would work for me. I'd feel like a tenant that could be evicted at any time. So I explained to Glen that the farm is in a trust. I didn't give him the details but said that would complicate things.
Besides, once I have excavators, the bulldozer, and the forest mulcher jobs done, along with the scrap metal cleaned up... I am going to enjoy this place and its uncluttered beauty until I decide the place is too much for me.
Thursday was the ice storm. It was awful. I did watch small branches fall from trees when the winds blew.
Apparently we are to get more Friday evening with heavy rain and damaging hail and winds.
March sure left like a Lion that was very pissed off.
Hope you all have a wonderful Easter Weekend.
Come on Spring!!!!
