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.
