Couldn’t agree more. That’s weird, I always carry there too ??
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Maggie’s What's Your View II
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Sorry no pictures I was busy.
Had my son in the red waggon, we started out walking up and down the grandparents drive way.... well he takes after his dad, ended up running up and down the driveway. Him smiling and laughing saying again again. Now watching cars so I can breathe.
Had my son in the red waggon, we started out walking up and down the grandparents drive way.... well he takes after his dad, ended up running up and down the driveway. Him smiling and laughing saying again again. Now watching cars so I can breathe.
This gives you an idea how deep the water was in the park
Uhm, I gotta good idea. Let's go shoot at @Toney198 's place. That's good good stuff right there Brother. Fire for effect.
These are courtesy my neighbor, a taxidermist.
A friend brought in this beauty from Georgia last night.
A friend brought in this beauty from Georgia last night.
This bastard has consumed 7 people to date that we've confirmed. It's HUGE I'm telling ya !!!!! And Hungry.
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Veer, did Larry miss a comma?
Kinda like "Let's eat Grandma" vs "Let's eat, Grandma".
Kinda like "Let's eat Grandma" vs "Let's eat, Grandma".
The video title ... "Giant 6ft Man."
My view has been a close up of really heavy cedar fence posts all day as I stuck them in the ground. It will shortly be of the inside of my eyelids.
Not treated though. Just round tree sections. Make great fence posts for stretching wire to.
Here's a view that never gets old:
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I had a very love hate relationship with the very application of fencing your referring to. Hated the installation of the posts but loved the untreated wood in our wood stove for heating. ? Burned quick but also hot so we burned it with a mix of other wood and in an old ranch house with no central heating.......awesome?
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I thought I was going to set the chimney on fire when I was a kid from loading the stove with locust scraps from making posts and rails.
Amazing that me and my brother never burned the place down with some of the stupid shit we used to do? used to throw more wood on embers in the morning and sit on the stove till it was too hot to do so with an average winter low of around -40. I do not miss the cold?
32 is fine. 24 is not lol. We are starting next week. We've been delayed making color along with everyone else. Going to be a mess when everyone starts.
We water at 26. Isn't the last thing the beds need now is more water?! And more rain coming...
We move along pretty quick. The only time the pump stops running is to move a truck or the pump.
We move along pretty quick. The only time the pump stops running is to move a truck or the pump.
We start at 28 now. And drop a degree everytime it sees that temp. The mess is going to be at ocean spray and other cleaning facilities trying to pack everyone in that missed there schedule because of not making color. We dont have problems getting the fruit on the trucks.
No ocean spray for us! Thank god!!
I didn't know anything about cranberries before a few years ago. Once I started working wth them and learned what OS is doing to the fruit prices and hearing from farmers about the stupid stuff they pull, I'm glad ours goes somewhere else
I didn't know anything about cranberries before a few years ago. Once I started working wth them and learned what OS is doing to the fruit prices and hearing from farmers about the stupid stuff they pull, I'm glad ours goes somewhere else
I agree. unfortunately that's the only place that still gives decent paycheck for the fruit.
It's been a week here.
Last weekend was spray weeds, dethatch, aerate, 300 lbs see, 1000 lbs fertilizer, then rake it all in with the dethatcher. Some 18 hours on the Ferris all total - Friday-Saturday.
Sunday was spent with the snowplow on the ATV, and square point shovel, and a 24 inch push broom putting back right what the remnants of Florence set wrong when it dumped 4 inches of rain in 2 hours on the place. I saw water in places I'd never seen water.
The driveway is crushed and compacted asphalt millings.
The base is good, but there's a skim of loose stuff on top that gets "floated" if it rains really hard. It rained REALLY hard.
So Monday my everything was sore, but I felt pretty good.
Tuesday morning I woke up with a right ankle about three times normal size and hurting like Hell.
So the rest of the week I've been icing, elevating, and babying the damned thing.
It finally got back in pretty good shape today, so I decided to do zero some rifles for the upcoming season and do a little 22 shooting for the 6X5 over in rimfire.
Conditions were warm, humid, but zero wind.
Got the muzzleloader done - recently switched back the synthetic stock and rebedded.
Got the Tikka done.
Ran a few through the old 22-250 just to make sure it was still dialed in - it was.
Ran a few through the house corner critter rifle, CZ 455 17 HMR to tweak the zero, because I nearly missed a crow the other day, but on the upside his hopping and squalling suckered his mate in for me, so I got a two-fer.
So then I setup for the Anschutz sporter at 50 yards for the 6X5.
Got the first bull done as was feeling pretty cocky.
While I was reloading, this dumbass 5 pointer walks out straight downrange at 100 yards and starts sucking up acorns.
I try to ignore him and get back to shooting. I shoot, and he flinches a little and keeps eating.
I yell at him and he stops and then goes back to eating again.
By now I am laughing and pissed off at the same time.
Then a fly lands on the target and I'm meat hunting.
JUST missed the fucker - he hops - JUST missed again. DAMMIT!
With all the distractions and interruptions, the target went to shit and got abandoned.
The deer stayed there the whole time. Didn't leave until I got up and went to retrieve the target.
Last night there were 5 bucks in the yard. A really nice 8, a smaller 8, the 5, and a couple of other small ones.
The two big ones were within 120 feet of the dining room window while we watched them eat acorns.
They all sparred with each other on and off, with big boy beginning to assert his clear dominance.
Last weekend was spray weeds, dethatch, aerate, 300 lbs see, 1000 lbs fertilizer, then rake it all in with the dethatcher. Some 18 hours on the Ferris all total - Friday-Saturday.
Sunday was spent with the snowplow on the ATV, and square point shovel, and a 24 inch push broom putting back right what the remnants of Florence set wrong when it dumped 4 inches of rain in 2 hours on the place. I saw water in places I'd never seen water.
The driveway is crushed and compacted asphalt millings.
The base is good, but there's a skim of loose stuff on top that gets "floated" if it rains really hard. It rained REALLY hard.
So Monday my everything was sore, but I felt pretty good.
Tuesday morning I woke up with a right ankle about three times normal size and hurting like Hell.
So the rest of the week I've been icing, elevating, and babying the damned thing.
It finally got back in pretty good shape today, so I decided to do zero some rifles for the upcoming season and do a little 22 shooting for the 6X5 over in rimfire.
Conditions were warm, humid, but zero wind.
Got the muzzleloader done - recently switched back the synthetic stock and rebedded.
Got the Tikka done.
Ran a few through the old 22-250 just to make sure it was still dialed in - it was.
Ran a few through the house corner critter rifle, CZ 455 17 HMR to tweak the zero, because I nearly missed a crow the other day, but on the upside his hopping and squalling suckered his mate in for me, so I got a two-fer.
So then I setup for the Anschutz sporter at 50 yards for the 6X5.
Got the first bull done as was feeling pretty cocky.
While I was reloading, this dumbass 5 pointer walks out straight downrange at 100 yards and starts sucking up acorns.
I try to ignore him and get back to shooting. I shoot, and he flinches a little and keeps eating.
I yell at him and he stops and then goes back to eating again.
By now I am laughing and pissed off at the same time.
Then a fly lands on the target and I'm meat hunting.
JUST missed the fucker - he hops - JUST missed again. DAMMIT!
With all the distractions and interruptions, the target went to shit and got abandoned.
The deer stayed there the whole time. Didn't leave until I got up and went to retrieve the target.
Last night there were 5 bucks in the yard. A really nice 8, a smaller 8, the 5, and a couple of other small ones.
The two big ones were within 120 feet of the dining room window while we watched them eat acorns.
They all sparred with each other on and off, with big boy beginning to assert his clear dominance.
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... and I'm pretty sure my neighbor's kid got the bruiser late this evening over on his food plot. Youth weekend in VA.
After a long week working on our barn, had a nice cool overcast morning to shoot. Still can only see the 655 yard target, but, that’ll keep you honest with a 20” 308. Same ol’ view as usual, but still relaxing and fun.
I would have helped with the barn earlier this week if you hadn't told me Miss Lori would be better help than me ?
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