We spent all day Thursday hauling dirt from the settling pond a mile from our farm.
Load the trailer, dump the trailer repeat.
We will use this dirt to fill in low spots on the fields, to fix a road that washed out, and to pack areas which the wind has whipped bare (like over culverts)
Last load—8-5 we are tired and ready to stop.
Done for another year.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 
You are both amazing! You work so hard. Well done!
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Terry says we work too hard, I have to agree with him. Sigh
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Lulu: “Look at all that dirt! Perfect for digging holes in!”
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It will be too. It’s not wet so it digs like sand
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Good day. Rest well.
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We were exhausted. Sigh
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Done is one of my favorite words.
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Mine done! DONE!!!
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A farmer’s work (or farmer’s wife’s work) is never done. It’s always something.
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It is. and we are getting old 😦
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Looks like you were the tractor driver! Glad you are done!
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Just some of the time. 🙂
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I don’t know how you two do it. You power through work that would destroy a younger couple!
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Sometimes it destroys us —sometimes we have to take some time off 😦
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You both are such busy people! I bet you were tired …
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Super tired. Us old folks can’t bounce back like you young’ns!
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I know the feeling!
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Hugs to you. 🙂
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