Letting go

I have started driving the Ranger to work this week since Mama and I are selling the Flex. It is a little uncomfortable, especially since my back is still very tender from the recent spasmodic attack it launched against me. It is also a little warm in the afternoons. It does not have air conditioning and it would not be worth the money to have it repaired. Hopefully, it is a temporary arrangement. If not, Fall and Winter will soon be upon us. I can hold out until then. We are advertising the Flex at a little bit of a loss but in the long run we will be money ahead to let it go.  

Mama talked with several of the vets in Bowie yesterday and we have come to the conclusion that we need to put down Sam and Sasha. We have debated it in the past but it seems they are becoming more and more aggressive. It would be a shame to keep them and have to deal with them biting someone or killing more of the chickens or guineas. Something in their breeding seems off so we will have to solve the problem before it gets out of control.

Mama and Victoria are planning on going to a ladies function at the church tonight – if Victoria feels up to it. She has been pretty sick for the past three days. They went to the doctor yesterday and she began a regimen of meds to combat the cough and severe allergies she has been battling. Hopefully she will be on the mend soon. Anyway, while they are at that meeting I will dispense with Sam and Sasha. That’s life on the farm.

We how have some beautiful hay standing in the meadow but Grandpa will be in West Virginia until the end of August. It would not be worth having him come down early to cut it since it will not be more than a hundred bales or so. Whatever is standing when he does get back we will put up then and make due. I can work the mower and the rake but I have never run the baler and for fear of tearing it up I am not willing to experiment for the sake of a few bales of hay. So it will grow and wait on our real farmer.

Grandpa and Norman found a farm for sale just a short distance from where Norman is living. It is eighty acres of good laying ground, suitable for the hay meadows we are looking to develop in West Virginia. I do not know if we will be able to purchase it but we are praying about it. Right now it is pretty far out of reach with all we have going on, but it is nice to know there are possibilities out there when the time is right.

Mama and I have decided that we will not be able to get up to see our first grandchild from Maggie and Aaron be born. We do not have the money to get her there but while we were with Cori and Nate, Cori came up with an alternative plan that we are pursuing. We are praying to fly Maggie and the baby down to Texas so everyone in this area can have the opportunity to see them. It would also provide opportunity for two sets of great grandparents to  see the little one and Maggie.

Aaron is not fully on board with the idea yet but given time we will get the details worked out.