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What will we do?

Another work week in Cullman. We did a run up to Jackie's in Chattanooga to pickup the quilting frame. That was a very tiring run. It went back together pretty well. Next I worked on the tiller tines again. Even after applying red hot heat, it hasn't budged. I am applying incredible force with the puller and it still fails to move. The only further plan would seem to call for a cutting device to relieve the tension. I had an idea to use a pressure washer to see if I could flush out the channels around the tine spindle. It can't hurt. 

Weather in the northern hemisphere has been extra hot this year. Work around the farm around midday is absurdly hot. The spring had no flow. The lake level has dropped and no outflow is present. I found water in the drilled well by the house but I am concerned that it would go dry if we succeeded in pumping it.

While we are spending a lot of time there, it has become difficult to maintain all the equipment. Even working almost every available minute, there are so many things requiring attention, you get impossibly behind on the "to do" list.

 

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