Friday I went over to help my mother cut down and poison some black locust trees. These trees have huge thorns on them that destroy tires, tractor and truck alike. I would have pictures, but you know. She had already informed me that the plan is to cut down the trees and then spray the stumps with some poison. I was not too worried until we actually got out there. She gets ready to mix the "stuff" up and I start to become concerned. Now mind you I have just dressed in a jacket, t-shirt, and jeans. Mom puts on a face mask, rubber gloves, another long sleeve-shirt on top of what she already has on.
Mom? Do I need a mask?
Oh no...you'll be fine...
Uhm...okay.....
I am just extra cautious with this stuff.
Right....and I am not at all nervous..... because this is coming from the same woman who inadvertently medicates herself each time we work cows and doesn't bat an eye. She might twitch....but never bat. (Sorry mom....but you know you laughed;))
My job was to cut down the trees while mom sprayed the stumps.The main goal was staying up wind of the spray, which really wasn't all that bad considering she used a hand sprayer, but the pseudo-drama of it all kept the monotony down. I survived the day with few battle scars. And some seriously sore triceps.
4 comments:
oh the memories:) it would have also been nice to have a little youtube of the whole thing :)
always fun on the farm
and thats the reason i dont live on a farm....we did however have a snake at our garage door a couple of weeks ago!
Uhmmmm....you live by a swamp:) I'll take the farm any day over the snakes!
Well I don't live by a swamp and we had a snake in our garage too! Some how I missed mom medicated herself over the years...oh wait...I was probably sleeping, right?
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