My husband is working on a new enterprise; he always has a project going on. In any case, here is his newest baby:
Some sort of gravel sifter. It had to be delivered at night because it wasn't exactly road legal. So the hauler showed up with it pretty soon after Gary'd started his milking at 5 AM-ish.
It was quite the ordeal getting this monster unloaded; they'd had to remove the wheels to get it on there. So Gary had to use his backhoe and his bulldozer and I don't know what all to unload the thing.
In the meantime though, guess who was pressed into milking duty for a few batches?
(I am thankful for a husband who is always busy. I am thankful for cows who amuse me, almost as much as they can annoy me at times. I am thankful for the trees getting green in the background, as you can see in the cow pic.)