After noticing my son's comment on the last entry, I figured for his sake I'd best show the pictures taken on our trip after the Ford 4000 tractor.
We had to use our grandson's pickup, the one we sold him; Cliff gave him gas money, and I made him cinnamon rolls for breakfast, and grilled him a couple of brisket and cheese sandwiches like he's always begging for, for lunch. There was even one piece left of Monica's birthday Oreo dessert (his favorite).
I've been out spending time with Libby, the filly... and something around here smells like horse-poop. I'm off to change clothes, bathe, or whatever it takes to lose this odor! (No, it isn't my shoes, I wore boots outside and changed back to sneakers when I was done.)