We have torch-cut cattle panels hanging to our barn gate. The corners are sharp. Very sharp. I've sliced my arms and wrists numerous times just hooking the chain. Tonight, however, the sharp corners attacked!
While reworking my chicken tractor (I had to change out and rehang waterers and feeders because the birds were pooping in the other waterer...) I looked at the barn door and saw a hazy mist filling the backlit barn door. The soggy doorway dripped and then I heard a steady hiss. Then I realized that the hose I had used to fill the waterer must have exploded and was spraying the barn. Ever heard the term "madder than a wet hen"? Well that was our primary concern; soaked chickens. My father-in-law hot-stepped it down the hill. He headed to the shut-off valve while I headed to the barn. When entering the barn, with a showery mist dowsing me, I began working the chain-shut barn gate when it happened. A sharp corner grabbed hold of small part of my scalp and sliced off a souvenir. I might have said something bad but, as I grabbed at my scalp, I noticed a hair with some of my skin hooked to the corner of the gate.
Once the water pressure subsided, and after I got over my flesh wound, I saw a small puncture in the water hose at the bottom corner of the barn gate. That's right, each corner attacked. Me and the hose were victims of a sharp-corner assault. It was like they were in cohoots and planned their attack. They've probably been scheming for weeks and this was their chance. I'm wearing a hat from now on.
Trail Work Hoe
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Me and my Trail Work Hoe, oh the places we will go.
Hoeing with this hoe may not be the best, ya know.
(its a two-way go)
but she's my hoe, and that's ...
15 years ago



