January 4, 2011
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I passed one of my favorite old barns this evening and noticed a loft door was open. So I stopped, trespassed by climbing through a barbed-wire fence, got a load of stick-tights on my jeans and socks, but managed to get this picture in the fading evening light. Please don’t report my crime to the authorities.
I’ll do just about anything to avoid cooking and to get to eat out. Today I shamelessly hitched a ride with my farmboy in a one-ton truck pulling a lowboy trailer with a big tractor on the it and bounced all the way down into Arkansas to deliver said tractor to a dealership for some repairs. My reward was delicious! We had a great Mexican lunch at an authentic Mexican restaurant. And now, at suppertime, I am still not hungry. Wonder if I can get by with just popcorn to munch while we watch the Sugar Bowl?
The men spend these quieter winter months getting ready for the busy ones of summer. Every tractor and truck gets fully serviced and tuned up in anticipation of heavy work ahead. This particular tractor needed a little more than our hands can handle, so we hauled it in. We’ll go back for it in a few days when they call to say it is ready, and I’m already wondering if I could manage to get lunch at the really good barbecue place (across the road from the Mexican place) then?
Do I sound scheming?
When we came back through town, I stopped at the P.O. and picked up the mail for our historical society, for which I am treasurer. Dues are coming in from our members, and it helps if I don’t get too far behind. There were also three more orders for our book, Lard Buckets and Paper Pokes: Ozark County’s Rural Schools. I am still thrilled to get a hand-written note from someone saying how much they enjoy our book.This subject (one-room schools) has really touched a chord with lots of folks. It was such fun to put the book together and even better to bring in some funds for continued renovation of our Historium.
It was clear and not too cold today, really quite beautiful. I love winter!
Comments (8)
That is a sign of not getting out enough when you plan for the eat out of the picking the tractor up trip! Sounds like you get along with your farmboy just fine! Cool.
Simple pleasures are the best!
Scheme on!!!! lol When you live on a farm you have to use whatever means available to get out and about. We were in Spgfld today and I go to KC area tomorrow to meet Donna. The county historical society here does so many interesting books on cemeteries, schools and such.
I love old barns too, I have pictures & paintings hanging up all throughout my home
SHHHH you secrets are safe w/ me, lol 
I too will scheme to get out of cooking.
Dear Shameless,
You have a farmboy??
What a stunning photo. You really are an amazing photographer.
@gcstotes - I keep him around to do the work.