Saturday is a Special Day

Dear Folks -
See all those letters in the mailbox? Imagine those letters are chores to do and that is about what our Saturday looks like this week. Fifty-some years ago in children's Sunday School we sang a song that went something like this:


Saturday is a special day,
It's the day we get ready for Sunday.
We wash our hair and we shine our shoes
and we call it our Get the Work Done Day -- even if I don't have the words quite right, you get the idea. But what we have going on this week surpasses anything that the song writer had in mind or could imagine.

The Farm is a good distance from the house. For the record, it is 62.2 miles and, yes, sometimes we are certain we were crazy to take on a project that far away and even crazier to not come to our senses and quit, but because we have our wonderful family next door to the Farm to help, it is just barely possible. But because of the distance (and gas!) we have to cram every last possible thing into a Saturday work day, and that makes some Saturdays a little more "special" than others. For instance, here is the (known) chore list for Saturday:

1) electrician begins working on electricity to sheep shed so we can put fans in for the summer (115+ temps) and so there is light next year for lambing.
2) meet "the pasture guy" to get his input about why we can spray out many dollars of water but get no grass.
3) move panels to accommodate a change of sheep feeder location
4) trim trees
5) move hay closer to feeding stations since we can't get pasture grass to grow (see #2 above)
6) plant bamboo starts which means
7) add waterline and move panels
8) grub out tumbleweeds before they go to seed
9) map out where garden fence will go
10) add field fencing to a bunch of panels to keep the chickens where they are suppose to be
11) move sheep to other "pasture" (loosely used term -- see #2 above)
12) Drop off roving to fiber shop that is half-way between home and Farm (see yesterday's post). But in a way, this is a good chore because it will insure that we have to leave the Farm and arrive at the shop before it closes at 8 PM.

What do you think are the odds of getting all that done? Yup, that's about what I thought, too. So if you don't hear from me for a couple of days, you will understand why.

Thinking of ewe -
The (going to be very tired) Shepherd