Warrior Weekend

Hello friends!

Happy Labor Day weekend! For me it really was a Labor Day yesterday! πŸ˜‚

We drove up to my parents home in Wyoming Friday night (late Friday night- I discovered how hard it is to see on the toad when the cars traveling toward me have new headlights)! Or maybe it’s age- IDK!

Anyway yesterday morning we wore our grubby clothes (my sisters remarked they were glad none of us were dressed up and are au naturel for this fun filled dayπŸ˜‚πŸ€£)and rode in the back of the truck toward the back end of the property next to the forest (can’t walk up through the property to the fence because the bushes, quaking aspen, and other trees are so thick a person can’t get through).

So my step dad drove a truck up the neighboring sledding hill in waist high grass to where we (two sisters, hubs and I, parents) could walk to the fence in tramped down foliage (the foliage is tramped in this area because of cattle grazing and wildlife). The fence posts back there are rotting at the ground as they are 15 years old; so we spent the first couple of hours using hammers and flat head screwdrivers along with anything else that would work, to force out (super heavy duty) staples (is that what they’re called? they’re pretty thick and look nothing like normal staples but I’m not your typical ranch hand!) holding the barbed wire fence up. There are about 10 posts (interspersed with smaller posts not anchoring anything) that are rotted, so while my hubby pounds the staples, I am either holding the posts up so he has some leverage or pulling the posts out and tossing them behind us in the pile to haul away.

At one point I pulled on a post and as it came free from the barbed wire fence, the wire flipped up and hit me in the face. No mirror-no foul right? Although my face stings and I feel blood- I’m kind of a low pain tolerance person but we took pictures of all our injuries and made it seem fun in a way (the barbed wire punctured one sister in the arm and left a nasty mark- we should’ve had long sleeves- although I did wear long pants and closed toe shoes- I can’t speak for anyone else!) πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

It was an adventure working on the fence and then watching hubs and Bob (step dad) felling dead trees to prepare for winter.

Later that day we worked on removing bushes (they were huge BTW, some at least 15 feet tall- and 6-8 ft wide) from along the fence in the front yard- volunteer wild roses and choke cherry bushes- so that was less of an adventure and more like work, but those bushes met their match- we are warriors baby!

Videos and a pic of my day enclosed, hope you like the scenery I added.

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