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Today I managed to get home, put the hay elevator out in the back field and then get the tiller on old Maggie for some down home tiller action – yummy.
After I churned up the grass I had thrown into the riding ring (cutting the swale) I trundled her down the street to the Kurtz’s [...]

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Apparently I needed a ten day prescription rather than a seven day script to get over the infection I seem to have caught from the YMCA.  Everything was fine for a week or two, and now I am sore again.  To ice this particular cake – It’s in a place you have to use to [...]

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When you work a lot of nights and weekends at my company, the management will give you some free time back after the crisis has passed.  Today is one of those days for me!  I am going to:

Clean and organize the hayloft.
Finish the rain drain.
Clean and neaten the backyard.

This may not seem like a lot [...]

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Pain wasn’t the right word. Pain is what you feel when you swallow an unchewed nut, slice your finger open with a screwdriver or lean into a right hook. This was something broader and deeper than pain. Cracking one eye open was pink agony that shook the room. Both eyes safely shut was better. The [...]

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Something tells me that I am not living up to my electronic potential here.  I have been blogging since before the word was coined, and yet all I seem to write about these days is whining and crying.  The insight into my psyche must be staggering.  Time for more work I guess.

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