What Men Will Do To Recover Balls...

Remember the tennis ball from yesterday's post that Ki dropped down the hole under the rock.  The gentlemen in the family decided they were going to recover the ball.

This equipment is supposed to be for working but just as many times it used for playing.  Is a tennis ball worth the use of this much fuel??

Raising the rock, the dogs search for the ball.  No luck and I am cringing because I can just see this rock dropping.

 Under the huge rock is a post laying across the hole.  The post is removed after the Testosterone Team figures out how to do it successfully.

Maggie digging for the ball with assistance by Andrew.

Here is the rather large hole and tunnel under the rock.

The rock was lowered safely in place with access to the hole.Now the dogs can seek the ball at their leisure.  I am amazed at the energy and thought expended on the recovery of one tennis ball!  I believe it has rolled to the center of the earth.  Maybe the dogs will dig a storm shelter here or access a new spring...and this is what we do for fun At The Farm.

Saturday's Work...

was just a small job.  Somewhere in the tall grass and brush, there is a spring and a pump house.  This is our water source for both homes here.

Between the May floods, getting the garden going, having calves, building fence and work in general, we had not gotten around to our second cleaning of the spring this year.

The candy-#ss that has to have hubby start the weed eater volunteered...that's me.  We are having August temps in June, I work in an air-conditioned office all week and I'm just down right out of shape, period.  I managed to knock down this year's growth so we can see the snakes, see the pump (in case we need to work on it) and see the water. 

Normally it is not this bad but we are all a little older and a little slower this year.  This part is done now.  I weed eated small willows, floribunda bushes, poison oak, and all kinds of grass...to the edge of the water.

I rested some, I drank a lot, I took some pictures and took my time but it was still too dang hot for this kind of work in the middle of the day.

After clearing some around this rock, Lil found a den of interest.  Ki comes to help, with the ball of course...

and promptly drops the tennis ball into the cannot see the back of, no end to it, den...now no one can get the ball except whatever critter is hiding in there.  Ki-Anne looks at me like, I thought that is what you wanted me to do.  After all, I was telling Lil, get it...she needed a ball to get, I guess.

We can see the spring now.  I have grass to rake out of the water and up the sides but that can wait til the sun goes down.  This Candy-#ss went to the house for a shower and many cold drinks.