Franky and Johnny

Vince, as in Vince, left me a message on Tuesday that he was on his way, just had to run a few errands.  He actually arrived Friday, around beer thirty; well within the margins of the self employment time card. 

Johnny (the beloved John Deere 50) had fallen ill, and I had been self medicating our sweet tractor, only to exacerbate his symptoms till the point of terminality.   So my part then is to call Vince (and be patient), buy the parts, hand him the tools, drool about his mechanic deity, and keep an eye out for OSHA violations.  The latter as defined by Vincent: not enough beer on the job site.  Work will come to a screeching halt if the supply chain isn't properly maintained.  Right now Johnny isn't running yet, but it looks like he came back together without too many parts left over.  Johnny is the "big" boy, used for disking and plowing and general field prep.

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Franky, a massey fergusson also from around 1950 has several features Johnny doesn't have: working headlights, good rubbers all around, swaybar stabilizers, and as a tradeoff: no brakes.  It really is a cute little tractor which can handle a small tractor mounted tiller, a seed drill, cultivator, dual lynchings, pull a transplanter, a snow blade and whatever else we can find in the fence row. 
Right now she starts up, runs and we are not going to jinx that.  Come by some time and have a look. 
(This is me trying to clean up the sugar spill in the driveway we had earlier this year). 

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 It would be nice if it would stay dry for maybe 5 days in a row so we could actually get some plants in the ground.  Currently it is more of a virtual farm.  Although, the potatoes are up, looking good, cabbages/broccolies had to be hand transplanted, due to wetness but at least they are in.    The direct seeded patch is about as goodlooking as as I feel rightnow (NOT) and may need some replants due to wetness.   Got us some onions going, some lettuce, a stray pea oh  and I just got an internal memo from Dylan to order more seeds.There are a number of plants in the greenhouse, chomping at the bit to get out.  We'll give it a whirl.  Also, we planted some things in the greenhouse, and I can hardly believe it but the mice are coming in at night and dig out the seeds from the trays, and I am not making this up. They really are hot on corn, cucumbers and squash.