Sunday, May 30, 2021

Sign of Life

 Sending y'all a sign of life from my agricultural research station in Alabama.  It's almost been 2 months since my last post.  It's been well over a year that I've been wanting to tell you about my bees.  There just isn't enough time in a day for all I want to do.

Since being back in school, I've adhered to a very Spartan regiment of 3 priorities.  #1 Work, #2 Dogs and #3 School.  Farm work is 7 days a week, no matter how you try to squeeze time off in between the cracks.  Homework just has to get done between the hours of 9 PM and 7 AM.  

And that's why only the trifecta of priorities ever get tended to.  Social life, projects, gardening, leisure, all on the perennial back burner.  

It's a choice. 

My only regret is that I don't get enough time in the tractor seat.

The tedious and unrelenting business of managing and contractors keeps me from my first love:  machines.

Why I love weekends:  I can work in peace. 

This Saturday night was spent removing 4 wheels for the articulating brush cutter to get new inner tubes installed.  

Nothing is ever simple:  ever seen a 15 bolt lug pattern?  The tires are airplane tires, they don't play.

I love weekends, I can cross tasks off my list, and I even get to take lunch at noon, not skipped or relegated to 3 PM.  Writing this post over lunch on Sunday, no contractor has called looking for a part, just me to delegate to.  Bliss.