Saturday, June 10
What it means to be neighborly is something I thought I knew but have since learned the true meaning. In all honesty meeting the neighbors, the Blakemore family, and getting to know them is one of the things that sold us on buying the farm. Our neighbors have all but legally adopted us as family. For example, the tractor pictured here I used yesterday afternoon and again this morning at dawn (how's that for becoming a farmer) to drill sudan grass into the pasture. "Drive it like you own it" Coy Dan told us when he handed us the keys.
It's not uncommon for us to walk down the hill to the neighbor's place. They're keeping Jennifer's horse, Socks, until I get our corral and fence finished. Jennifer likes to go down and visit Socks and the new foals. We also like to enjoy a glass of sweet tea in the shop building or on their patio and talk Coy Dan and Glenda about the horses, the condition of the hay fields, or to listen to Coy Dan's bluegrass band practice.
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