Hazy, Hot and Humid

The fog was really thick in the morning. Linda worked at the daycare in the afternoon and Stacey and I went to town and stopped at the bank, then to the autoparts for two screws. I had been bush hogging on Sunday and hit a small tree with the back tire of the tractor, it then came crashing down on the front of the oldest tractor and knocked one of the headlights out of the housing. I found the headlight ring, but never looked for the small screw that held it together. I came home and replaced the screws in both the rings that hold the headlights in the brackets. I started the tractor and bush hogged on the hill above the hay shed. The thermometer on the porch wall read 94 degrees and the humidity was high when I went inside. Linda came home and we ate supper while a very small amount of rain fell. It wasn't enough to even wet the rocks in the walkway. I rode in the Mule down to the mum patch and stopped and talked with our neighbor until it was almost dark.