One whole roller came off and flung itself all down the row. Twenty three rollers and other parts and pieces.
What a huge expensive mess.
Then Saturday morning a fast trip to Montrose, and Terry started to put the roller back together. I helped, but that is all I did. ‘Here hold this. When say push, push. Do this or that’…while he put it all back together again.
Terry is multitalented that is for sure.
There are some moments (clipped out of time), which seemed to be perfectly adhered in our memories… watching Terry finished plowing one of the field the other night—-I saw a beautiful sight. One that says, in Spring — everything is possible!
From daylight to dusk….the land is jarred loose from it’s long winter’s nap.
What a joy!
From my world to your heart,