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Ross brought me his old truck and signed it over to me.

(His “new” old truck is the white one in the background.) So now I have a pickup truck! It’s not 4WD, unfortunately, though Ross did add a 4WD emblem to the truck because it looked cool. It will, however, be handy when I need to pick up large materials or supplies for the farm. Ross got this truck in high school, and mostly what I remember about it is how often it broke down. Ross learned a lot about working on vehicles with this truck, and he loves doing stuff like that. He loved this old truck. It’s highly decorated in….a somewhat redneck style.

I love that this truck will always make me think of Ross. I will almost feel like Ross when I’m driving it! I’ll feel competent!
And strong!
And confident!
And awesome!

And redneckky!
Until it breaks down.

Then I will start crying. Like a baby. And call my cousin.
Nobody tell Ross.
Posted by Suzanne McMinn | Permalink
The shearing man was here yesterday!

Sheep look so much smaller after they’ve been sheared. Which suddenly reminds you of why it all makes sense that they can be such escape artists.

I’m talking to you, Crazy!!
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