Sometimes,
Sometimes, I feel
Like there is just too (TOO) much to do
Each day is so FULL of things that must be done
That the little pieces of ‘organization’ have to sit and wait
Flying, flying, faster and faster
From the start to the end of each day.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 
Boy oh boy, I sure hear ya on this… so much to do!
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And not enough time—
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I know exactly what you mean….
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I know..it’s rushing by
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How do you always know how I’m feeling!!! Beautiful!
Katie
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Maybe we are twin souls 🙂
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I am puzzled at how you mow, rake and bale in a field with irrigation ditches? Turning at the ends must be painfully slow? I know you must have your own solution I just can’t figure it out. Summer plans never fit as time races by.
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You swath in a square and then bale all four ends, before going down the middle. Then when you come with the stack wagon you pick up the first row and move to the fourth row, back to the second row onto the fifth row—repeat until done.
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I hear ya’, Momma.
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Never enough time, it seems. 😦
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Lulu: “Our Dada says time keeps on slippin’ slippin’ slippin’ into the future.”
Charlee: “And then he started humming and saying something about flying like an eagle, which, I mean, that’s an airplane in the picture, but whatever. Dada is weird like that.”
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I had that same song on my mind…like Jasmine…
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I see you are on the broken bale crew, that job is not easy! You are so strong!!
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Yep, that’s me. The broken bale crew! 🙂
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You both are always so busy! Always loads to do …
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You know how it is…too much to do and too much to get done and not young anymore 🙂
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