... Out to the far-back to gather up the vestiges of last spring's brush heaps before the hayfield grows up around them.
The remaining heaps in the actual hayfield aren't that much of a priority, as long as they're hiding below the level of normal hay-cutting, but anything that protrudes above the current grass level has to go, as does the mess that's been preventing me from mowing a section of walkway.
I got the walkway mess, plus a couple of the hayfield piles. This was about all I could do before my lower back told me it was definitely time to stop.
The sticks having been picked up, we then proceed to:
7, 8: Dump them at the southwest end of the burn pile.
In the tilled field.
The very muddy tilled field. Ergo:
9 through 23: Wash the tractor. I probably should have used the pressure washer for this; the regular hose-end sprayer took rather a long time, but I did want to get most of the mud out of the tire tread before putting the beast in the barn, and I thought the silt loam would wash out easily - silly me.
24, 25: Take a little break while waiting for the tractor to dry.
26, 27: Oh, crap: Joy points out a big stain on the ceiling in one room... just about under the damaged part of the roof. Guess that last storm did do more damage, and dumped water through the damaged area to boot. It also pushed quite a bit of water under the barn's rollup door, damaging a roll of paper towels and maybe other things I haven't noticed yet.
Life... don't talk to me about life.
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