Wednesday Musings.

Was up at 04:30AM and had coffee with my bride. Then she was off to the truck company and then to the restaurant.
I then went out about 10:00AM and picked up all the wood that Rigg’s had stolen of the wood rack over the winter and left all over the yard so I wouldn’t hit them with the blades on the tractor.  I then started to cut the back yard, As I was about 3/4ths of the way done, down by where the dumpster had been parked the grass was pretty thick since it is a low lying area and is usually one of my wet spots. Anyway as I made a pass there was a loud “Kablam” under the deck and I felt something hit me elbow and it was all of a sudden wet. I stopped and saw that I had hit a can of spray paint(black) and it had exploded when the blades ripped into it. I checked my elbow but it was just paint and no cuts from the pieces of can, John had paint in his back wheel, the seat, and fender. but the sturdy deck kept all the metal from flying up or hitting me. I cannot believe the force of the explosion from something that we all take for granted, now I see why they have warnings printed all over them.
Maybe some day when we are all telling war stories around a campfire, I can tell how I survived an IED on my John Deere.
Now besides a little black spot, the back is looking good and I am done for the day. besides the fact it took forever to get the black paint off me. I decided the best way to fix John is to get a can of John Deere Green and Yellow and touch up where the black paint is. I had planned on a new seat this summer since his old one is wearing out and his tears in the vinyl . Farmer Charlie’s carries the yellow tractor seats in stock. Nobody was here to take any pictures so I just scrubbed and scrubbed getting the paint off.
For once something worth blogging about here at the ranch.
Another just gorgeous day in the 80’s and not a cloud in the sky. I wish I had a nice pool to just sit in and soak now.
By now The Cave Dwellers must be home in Sandwich Il., I think them flying by the St Louis area is what pulled all the clouds east of us into Illinois. Sure wish they could have stopped for a few days, I know Rigg’s would have loved seeing the both of them again. We may try to meet up again this summer at a campground near them.
Now that the back is cut Rigg’s is out surveying his domain and making sure his Dad did a good job on His yard.
That’s about it for now, be safe out there. Sam & Donna…..