Boy is it a hot one today, even at 9:00am the fields were heating up under the July sun. What was a sloppy soupy mess of mud on Friday is now rock hard, dried out concrete. Neither is really great for pulling up whole bulbs of garlic with their necks attached. I knew I should have stick to my guns and continue used on Saturday. Now it’s really slow going, hotter, and the ground has pulled my forks apart.
I’m going to have to wear steel toed boots with sole protectors in order to be able to put an appropriate amount of force on my forks to drive them into the ground. As my ceoc’s weren’t cutting it today. Great for easy clean up, terrible for stamping force on a localized spot. No wonder my soles hurt late yesterday, now I understand why.
With 18 rows, and nearly 300 bulbs per row we will likely be at this for quite some time if we can’t get the Plough figured out for this tightly spaced harvesting job. I need to repair my forks now too. They’ve pulled put of the handle. So a drill, and a bolt, and maybe some epoxy might be in order. I say that but I’ve just had a major project in, and I need to go start that after lunch is over. I could be at it for 3 or more days just to get my first rough pass at it completed. So I’ll need to pause my farm help to complete my paid day job.
Today is Tuesday July 23rd, 2024. A year ago today my friend and her daughter died in a tragic atv accident. It feels both very recent, and like it happened a life time ago. We celebrated what would have been a sixth birthday surreptitiously, so as to not draw too much attention to it with the kids in attendance. Striking the right balance between remembered and not dwelling in the past is rather more difficult than I care to elucidate right now. Grief is a terrible, all consuming thing. Survivors guilt is its own beast, and I would not wish that upon any nine year old child, ever.
But onwards and upwards. Lunch is done, time to get down to work. Ciao Bella!
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