Soapweed
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My journal entry for Tuesday, July 2, 1068
Right after breakfast, we got ready to go south. When Mom finished making the lunch, we took off for the Leach Place.
Lloyd picked up junk, Doug started taking out some old fence, and Dad and I worked on an automatic shut-off for the electric well east of the Webster barn. We built a gate and did some other stuff before dinner.
Our lunch consisted of the usual sandwiches, cookies, apples, and iced tea. Lloyd has really become talkative since Doug arrived, so the two of them entertained us. I laid down in the shade of my hat on a post hole digger, but didn't fall asleep.
We loaded up fencing supplies and worked on an old fence in the afternoon—running east and west about half a mile south of the branding corral. The fence was crooked, the wire was bad, and the posts were rotten, so the task was rather hard.
We looked at the cattle a little and started home at 7:00.
The bucket calf at home got out into the horse pasture. Dad and I tried to chase him in with the pickup, but didn't have much luck. Dad finally roped him, by standing on the stock rack while I drove. Then we finished chores.
Mom and the girls went to Gordon in the afternoon, so we had a late supper when they got home. They took Dad's boots to get fixed, so he wore oxfords today. Even though 75% of our crew wore shoes today, I proudly wore my boots.
Right after breakfast, we got ready to go south. When Mom finished making the lunch, we took off for the Leach Place.
Lloyd picked up junk, Doug started taking out some old fence, and Dad and I worked on an automatic shut-off for the electric well east of the Webster barn. We built a gate and did some other stuff before dinner.
Our lunch consisted of the usual sandwiches, cookies, apples, and iced tea. Lloyd has really become talkative since Doug arrived, so the two of them entertained us. I laid down in the shade of my hat on a post hole digger, but didn't fall asleep.
We loaded up fencing supplies and worked on an old fence in the afternoon—running east and west about half a mile south of the branding corral. The fence was crooked, the wire was bad, and the posts were rotten, so the task was rather hard.
We looked at the cattle a little and started home at 7:00.
The bucket calf at home got out into the horse pasture. Dad and I tried to chase him in with the pickup, but didn't have much luck. Dad finally roped him, by standing on the stock rack while I drove. Then we finished chores.
Mom and the girls went to Gordon in the afternoon, so we had a late supper when they got home. They took Dad's boots to get fixed, so he wore oxfords today. Even though 75% of our crew wore shoes today, I proudly wore my boots.