



The grain bins are now up, but there is still so much to do before they are running properly. Trafton is working on welding a return spout! Looks a little tricky doesn't it? When ever you are laying cockeyed on the ground, with a scalding hot rod in your hands, with sparks flying out from every different direction, I get a bit nervous. I made sure to emphasize the importance of not burning yourself to Trafton. You see, he is getting ready to celebrate his birthday this weekend and I will have the camera posed and ready; So Mr. Trafton no cuts, scraps, gashes, Allowed! However, if I was a bet'n women, my money would probably go towards the accidentally self inflicted pain.
Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously
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