Finally, a day to get something done at the farm.  We’ve made a few after dinner trips or stopped by long enough to plant something, but it has not felt like we got anything done yet.  I did start the day by serving coffee for the Mother’s day bus tour of Greene County, got the truck, cleaned up some branches, got lumber, dug up some rouge hostas which were later delivered to the Offenburgers, and found lunch.
Anyone around the midwest saw how much rain fell, then all this nice weather.  You know what it’s not good for?  Grass.  That stuff grew 6 inches this week.  Problem was, is that I had the tiller still mounted on the tractor.  You can’t do both.  I started out by removing last years tomato cages, trellis, supports and what not before tilling out the remaining rows.  I gave the other empty rows that I tilled a few weeks back another quick pass, just to make sure the weeds were dead.  I also made a pass over the big garden plot too.

Finally, getting the belly mower on.  This came far easier than I expected.  However, the trailmower might have sat under a drip in the shed roof or the mice really got in it.  The linkage to engage the blades was nearly locked solid, and the belt was toast from last year too.  I had a spare, but decided to skip working on this for today.

I mainly focused on mowing the grass between the garden rows, and the 25′ buffer around the property lines. I got a few passes done around the crib, but it’s not pretty.  There are a few other random lines, or paths running around the property too.

Then I went home, helped Reagan set posts for a picket fence.  The pickets are made (by Rick) from our old barn siding.  Then I made meatballs and sauce (from last years tomatoes) and a pot of spaghetti and some garlic bread.  Yumm.  I’m still full. While rolling out the meatballs, I keep looking at my creations.  Every few minutes I’d think to myself “That one’s too big.  Emie would come over and squish it and throw it back in the bowl!”  I told my dad this, and his first reaction “Oh no, not the 800 little meatballs”

Only family is laughing now, the rest of you are confused.