Mow, Mow, Mow Your Ditch



After a nice young man stopped and helped us get Little Red out of the ditch.



BEFORE!



Thank goodness for the bush hog!





AFTER!



For weeks now, I've wanted Chuck to weed eat around our mail box but with the rain we have been getting, it got so high that more than the mail box needed to be done.  The county doesn't mow our ditch, they just come out and spray it with weed killer and we end up with high brown grass rather than green high grass.  Chuck thought we could mow a couple of strips with Little Red, but that didn't work.  Little Red wasn't powerful enough.  So, Chuck went and got the big tractor and bush hog.  It was still scary just watching Chuck mow along the road, where people zoom over the speed limit and the chance of him falling into the ditch.  On the one side of our gate, the big tractor wouldn't fit so Chuck tried to use Little Red again.  Well, it got stuck in the ditch.  I mean "stuck!".  I got in the ditch and tried to push as Chuck tried to pull.  It wasn't going any where.  A red pick up truck stopped and a kid about 20 years old jumped out and offered to help us.  Little Red was free in just a couple of minutes.  When we thanked the young man over and over again, he just said " I try and help when ever I can".  He got back in his truck and drove off.  I have to say, that Mama raised her son right!  We have found how people are so more willing to help people up here.  It's a great place to live.