Trying to salvage the concrete for use as a parking slab.
I am up for any excuse to get up on the roof.
Running the powerline out to the barn.
Digging a trench for the powerline...the machine weighed at least a ton, it was hard to maneuver.
Pretty view of the valley.
I like how extreme the contrast is between the parched spots and the rest of the field.
One of my least favorite jobs—moving handlines out of the wheat field.
Fortunately there are not so many mainlines to move.
Mom and I were pretty proud of our scrabble game since we used all the letters but the "z", which ended up being responsible for her losing to me.