Life on a working farm...

The farming life has got the best of me. My days have run into one another... I just hope a can wash my hair on a regular basis.

 

First thing, Happy belated  Birthday to  my baby girl.

Not such a baby anymore. She claims she is in her mid-twenties. Whatever. 

And my other baby came home for five days. So nice to see her. That was the best $$$ I have spent recently... for her plane ticket. It is not cheap to fly at the last minute but it saved her from having to drive 10 hours one way, by her self.

And Mr. Farmer sold his car.

 

 He bought this back in the early '90's from an elderly neighbor. Her Dad bought this car new in 1954 and died shortly after. Her Mom continued to drive this car until her passing in 1977. Then Karen could not part with the car and the memories. It sat in her husband's shop until Mr. Farmer spotted it. Karen felt that she could part with the car. So... it came to live in our garage. Mr. Farmer worked on the wiring and had some body work completed. Mr. Farmer thought about selling it at different times... like to pay for the girl's braces. But he couldn't part with the car. And it moved with us and sat in our lean- to and barn for years. Another neighbor recently asked if Mr. Farmer would be willing to sell the car and he agreed. Now Ethel belongs to someone else. I will miss seeing her. I never rode in her. But I did get to pull her to compression start her engine. I feel so close to her.

Ethel's Stats

1954 Ford Customline

four door

15,884 original miles

Mr. Farmer will be looking for a new hobby at the end of harvest.