Our friend, Dara, says ghosts have taken up residence at our place, creating all sorts of mischief. I think it’s just another run of bad luck for the Atkinsons. Yesterday, Will was busy hauling more hay home in our wonderful warmish weather while Dara, Sherri, and I were packing up seeds. Then in pops Will, not looking happy. Oh oh! Then he tells us that while he was unloading round bales off of the transport, the whole front end of the tractor dropped to the ground. Bang! OMG! That was our last big tractor that could load or unload round bales. Now what?
Well, thinking outside the box, we decided we could take the transport down to the cow yard and shove the bales off with our Ford 660, as it has a longer reach on the loader than does the Kubota. Then that darned luck struck again. The tractor wouldn’t start! Now, that tractor always starts. It doesn’t matter if it’s forty below. Okay, now it’s getting dark, and the hay needs off the transport. So, Will hopped on the Kubota and threw a length of 4×4 in the bucket. After driving down to the cow yard, he was able to shove the bales off the truck and transport, using the 4×4 to give added length to the Kubota’s reach.
He got on the phone and called a guy who had previously posted Oliver tractor parts on Craigslist. Luckily, he had a front end. So, tomorrow, Will and I are making a 5-hour-plus drive, one way, to go pick up the part. Bad timing, as Christmas is only a few weeks away. Bah, Humbug!
The good news is that our seed company catalogs are now at the printer and should be mailed out before too long. Whew, what a week! — Jackie