Dad made his farm equipment last mainly thanks to two simple rules: Grease it, and store it beneath a roof. Part of that process included blowing all the moisture-gathering chaff out of the haybine between cuttings, which I had been doing here, but we had a dog that liked to attack the air when it hissed from the nozzle and so you had to spend a little time entertaining yourself with that.
Wrote a lot about this part of our life in Coop.
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