Old Betty Is Ailing

 Someone recently asked me what we grow on our five acres. My response, weeds. Every spring we and our neighbors do battle with them. Kerry's weapons are a riding lawn mower and our 1954 Ford Tractor, which we call Betty. Never named the lawn mower. Don't know why. My weapon is an electric weed whacker, which is lighter but only allows me to get 100 feet from an outlet.

Well, Betty is ailing. In fact she's almost always ailing. Her battery (6 volt) is really too small for her engine so she always needs recharging and it's easy to run out of gas. She's a guzzler. Kerry has been out mowing down weeds for about a week now. Betty is right where she died, next to the stream that leads to the lower pond. But help is on the way. Dr. Jeff, our tractor man, will once again resuscitate her.